A Good Little Girl Like You (A Sample)

taught me anything. All she gave me was abuse."

"Well, I look forward to meeting her. Are we still having

dinner with her next Friday?"

I was hoping to forget about that. "Ugh, yes. You may be

looking forward to it, but I'm not."

He reached out and grabbed her shoulder. "Are you

saying that this gorgeous woman is still insecure about her

looks?"

Rebecca blushed. "A little. I guess I have a hard time

accepting that a guy as handsome as you wants to be with

me."

"Are you kidding? You're everything I want in a woman."

He held up his hand and raised one finger. "You have a

pretty face and a body that I lust for." He raised a second

finger. "You're smart and witty." The third finger went up.

"You were very nice to me when I had my jaw wired shut."

The fourth finger joined. "You love The Wizard of Oz." He

raised all five fingers. "I always have fun when I'm with you."

He pushed his hand closer to her. "Why is that not

enough?"

"I guess I don't believe all of it." She flapped her hands

about. "I'm sorry, O.E., but I still don't think I'm pretty

enough to attract someone as handsome as you. You're such

a looker-you could be a model."

"That's just wrong, Bec. You have so much going on!

You should be proud of yourself. You should say 'I'm

beautiful and smart and accomplished, and I can get any

man to fall for me.'"

"I do feel that way. . ." She dropped her voice. "Some of

the time." She rallied. "But I worry you'll leave me for

someone prettier."

"Prettier than you? I'm thirty-three years old and I

haven't found such a woman yet."

"Oh come on, look at me. No breasts, big butt, little girl

freckles, . . ."

"Stop! You're killing me." He took a breath. "Do you

really want to talk about your body? Because I'd be happy to

tell you what I think. No breasts, eh? Well sure there are

women with bigger breasts, but here's the thing: I don't

care. I'm a leg man, and boy do I love your legs. As far as

your breasts go, I think they're just fine."

He ran his hand up her leg, pushing her skirt up and

grabbing her thigh. She tensed her body. "That's right, tense

that leg for me. It's so hot. You have great legs, muscular

and shapely." He let go of her leg and ran a finger up the

side of her thigh. "See that line there, where the muscles

meet? That's incredibly hot-it makes me crazy."