Twenty-Five
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Looking back at my old relationship—with the rose-tinted glasses off and hormones in check—I realize Amber had a habit of showing up at the most inconvenient times. Our first ‘break’ ended when she showed up at one of my conventions.
In a bathing suit.
I thought it was a romantic gesture. She’d run all the way from her photo-shoot to my convention so she could win me back. All the guys mumbled in jealousy and the girls moaned about how beautiful we were together.
In hindsight, Amber just wanted to meet me at a place and time where she could create the most buzz for her social media accounts. After that stunt, she gained thousands of subscribers, fans of mine and—I guess—fans of her body in a bikini.
I was just along for the ride.
Now Amber’s in Belize. Something I
