“s**t, Naomi.” Mirrie looked horrified, which was highly unusual for her; she wasn’t taken aback by much. “You actually accused the man of giving your program money so he could get you into bed?”
“Yeah.”
“And he didn’t kill you on the spot?”
“No.”
“Shit.”
Naomi groaned and covered her eyes with both hands. “I know, I know.”
Mirrie laughed now, a ‘holy-f**k-girl’ kind of laugh. “You seem bound and determined to keep the man on his toes, huh?”
“I guess.” Naomi sighed. “And I’m reminded yet again, and in the most painful and humiliating way possible, that this is why I’m on a dating sabbatical… can you imagine what a nightmare I’d be as a girlfriend?”
“Urgh. Terrifying to contemplate.”
“I know, right? Just about the last thing in the world I should be doing is getting involved with a
