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151 pages, ebook
First published January 3, 2016
"Ah, yes. Adam." Ani clapped her hands. "How's it going there, hmmm?"
"He's been a good roomie," Tess said. "Does his chores from the chore wheel and always leaves the toilet seat down. I hear he's got a few sisters, so I think he's well trained."
"Really? That's it?" Ani sounded disappointed.
"What were you expecting?"
"I don't know. He's cute, you're in close proximity......" Ani sighed. "I haven't been laid in a year, Tessa. Give me something vicarious and juicy to work with."
"Same thing." Tess shook her head. "What I figured out was, relationships are problematic. Careers last. All I obsess about now is work and my fandoms."
Ani looked like she was going to say something, then huffed. "Apparently instead of that online dating certificate, I should've gotten you a gasoline-powered, industrial-strength vibrator."
“Oh, and Tessa?" Ani smirked. "I love that you combed your hair, but couldn't bother to put on a shirt." Then she hung up.
Tessa covered her bare breasts. "Damn it," she said. "I thought the camera was angled up higher.”
“She nudged away. "No, I've never seen Entourage," she said. "Call me bitch again, and I'll kick your ass between your ears."
"See? Emphatic. I'll bet you would, too," he said, and his voice had admiration as well as humor. ”
“What the hell is this guy supposed to be?"
He gave her the perfect look of derision, then walked up to Tessa. Then, the most amazing thing happened.
He stopped, then did the most perfect Sherlock hair-ruffle she'd ever seen. Then he reached out, framed her face, and laid the most breathtaking kiss she'd ever experienced on her.”
“What's that all about?" he asked José.
"Don't know," José said. "Maybe it's the Sailor Moon outfit."
"I hope not," a deep voice rumbled. "Or else I'm screwed, as well.”
“The guys looked over, and for the second time that morning, Adam was stunned speechless.”
"So I guess you're the one using sex to sell, now."
She blushed, her cheeks going a deep dusty rose. "Sailor Moon isn't sexy."
"Are you kidding?" [Adam] laughed. "That short skirt? Long hair? The boots with heels? Totally sexy."
Tess sighed. "Right now, I'm just a glorified sound technician. What I want to do is be a game engineer–somebody who works on the architecture. Somebody who actually builds the code, not just somebody who adds sound effects."
"So what's stopping you?"
"Well, it's not my skills, that's for damned sure," Tess said, trying not to sound as bitter as she felt. "The engineering group is small, a total clique."
"Probably male dominated, too, am I right?" Ani asked, her voice tight. "Trust me. I've faced that."
"Definitely," Tessa said, feeling despondent. "There's a boys' club going on."
"And I'm not just making it in because of quotas--plenty of people accused me of that. They said I got my job was because I was Latina, or because I was female."
"You couldn't even handle a man like me," [Harold] spat out.
"Please. The only sizeable thing on you is your inferiority complex," she shot back. "So why don't you use that needle dick of yours as a compass, and find the door?"
He took an angry step forward, looking ready to lunge. Adam stood up, hands fisted, but Tessa moved faster.
"You want to try something?" she said, standing next to [Adam], chin up.
"So you don't mind if I..." He made a vague, incomprehensible gesture.
"If you what?"
"You know. Ask her out."
Adam's eyes widened. Why should he mind? Of course he didn't mind.
"I'll break your fucking arm," he said instead, casually, then blinked at himself.
José sighed. "Damn it. I figured. Well, maybe you'll screw it up," he said jovially, then punched Adam on the arm. "See you tomorrow, man."
"I am not picking on you because you're a woman. I'm picking on you because you don't want to do things my way and you want to mess with my codes."
"You're a sexist."
"I'm a misanthrope. I don't hate women. I hate everybody!"