Re: Quicklog, Marvel: Clementine M/Shane A
[She didn't know this man's type worth a lick. Amelia, but she hadn't understood real clear what attracted him to the woman with the little boy and all those charcoal stains on her fingers. But Clem didn't understand a whole lot about men these days, because she was used to being able to get them in her bed without so much as batting an eyelash. But here she was, living with two heterosexual men for near a year, and the only way she could get one of them inside her was for him to think she was a whole 'nother person altogether.
She refused to think all those conquests were about her daddy's money. Her little head just couldn't handle that line of thinking.]
Means that. Don't mind being an aunt. [She smiled sadly.] Did good with Jake until he was here, then he hated me some. She stopped, and she turned to look on him.] Honey, let's be plain? No talking about Graham and what the man feels or don't feel. I'm real grown-up. I have been since I realized my momma didn't mind my daddy looking at me naked, and since my sister took off and left me to it because she was so crazy in damn love with a boy that nothing else mattered any.
I don't want to be a momma. Graham wants the baby. I trust him to do right, and so I'm doing this for him, for them. But I got no silly dreams for what my life's going to be until this is done. I had a job at home, one I loved, and I had friends weren't shackled to me, and men and women that looked at me like I was something. I miss all them things.