Page 214 of Unexpected Heroine

Why?

Me:

You know why.

Sugar Bear:

Not a good idea.

Me:

Your vagina still isn’t mad at me?

Sugar Bear:

It misses you. Traitorous thing.

Me:

There’s a simple fix for that.

Sugar Bear:

Vibrator?

Me:

Fucking hell. You’re killing me, sweetness.

Sugar Bear:

I need to go. It’s arts and crafts time. Later, we’re going to roast marshmallows and make voodoo dolls of all the men who wronged us. I’m sure you’ll feel some random pricks and pains by bedtime, assuming I can figure out how to cast the spell properly.

Me:

You’re joking, right?

Sugar Bear:

Of course.

Me:

Thank fuck. I don’t believe in voodoo, but I don’t wanna push my luck.

Sugar Bear:

Oh we’re doing the voodoo dolls. I was joking about the marshmallows.

Me:

I’m proud of you for getting help. I wish I could have been there for you.

Sugar Bear:

You were there when I needed you most.

Me:

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