I spent the rest of the week designing a logo for my board company and working on the board. I finally finished it over the weekend and took it out onto the water.
Ginny met me out there so she could test it out. It was too long for her, but she needed to try out the shape and tell me what she wanted hers to look like.
“What’s this doodle?” she asked, running a finger over my logo.
“Curvy Girl Surfboards. My company.”
“Curvy Girl?” Her eyes ran down my body. “Things have changed since the last time we slept together.”
I rolled my eyes at her. “Whatever. It’s what inspired me.”
“Your curvy girl?” she asked, studying me closely.
I nodded, admitting what she already knew.
“She’s pretty. Your curvy girl. I like her.”
I nodded again. I couldn’t say anything. I didn’t want to tell Ginny
