{"id":256560,"date":"2026-07-13T14:53:19","date_gmt":"2026-07-13T11:53:19","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/1kitap1.com\/en\/come-pick-up-your-clothes-natisha-raynor\/"},"modified":"2026-07-13T14:53:19","modified_gmt":"2026-07-13T11:53:19","slug":"come-pick-up-your-clothes-natisha-raynor","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/1kitap1.com\/en\/come-pick-up-your-clothes-natisha-raynor\/","title":{"rendered":"Come Pick Up Your Clothes – Natisha Raynor"},"content":{"rendered":"
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Something flickered in Blaze\u2019s eyes that I couldn\u2019t quite read. Whatever the look was it made my breath hitch. Maybe I was reading too much into it but if I had a gun to my head and was forced to surmise what the look was, I would have said lust. \u201cWhy are you looking at me like that?\u201d<\/p>\n

I wouldn\u2019t even blink. That was how badly I didn\u2019t want to break eye contact. \u201cI was going to offer to give you a massage, but I don\u2019t want to come off like a pussy hound that\u2019s preying on you right after you just ended a relationship.\u201d His words confirmed my assumption, but I was still somehow caught off guard.<\/p>\n

I\u2019d never been the type of person to casually sleep around. I had only ever been with men that I was in a relationship with. So far, playing it safe hadn\u2019t gotten me a happy ending. Even while I was insecure and not liking the way I looked, I knew seeking men out for validation was nasty work. Replacing Jeremiah with sneaky links and men just as bad or worse than him wasn\u2019t the way to heal. But dammit I needed an orgasm, and I preferred one that wasn\u2019t self-induced.<\/p>\n

\u201cI wouldn\u2019t think you were preying on me. Just honest. I can\u2019t act like there\u2019s not an attraction here. And we\u2019re both adults.\u201d The way my heart began to race was insane. I was feeding into something that I wasn\u2019t quite sure I was ready for. \u201cYou have to promise not to use me as a rebound.\u201d The fact that he appeared serious as a heart attack made me laugh.<\/p>\n

\u201cRebound? No. I\u2019m not thinking about a relationship. I know I can\u2019t get over my ex by having sex with, going out with, or conversing with another man. I have to sit in my heartbreak and move on from it.<\/p>\n

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\u00a92026 Natisha Raynor Presents All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electric or mechanical, including photocopying, recording, or by any information storage and retrieval system without the written permission from the publisher or author, except for the inclusion of brief quotations in a review.<\/p>\n

This is a work of fiction. It is not meant to depict, portray or represent any particular real persons. All the characters, incidents and dialogues are the product of the author\u2019s imagination and are not to be constructed as real. Any resemblance to actual events or person living or dead is purely coincidental.<\/p>\n

Formatted with Vellum 1kitap1.com\/en CONTENTS 1. Rhapsody 2. Blaze 3. Rhapsody 4. Blaze 5. Rhapsody 6. Blaze 7. Rhapsody 8. Blaze 9. Rhapsody 1kitap1.com\/en Chapter One RHAPSODY The waitress smiled at me as I did a little dance in my seat while waiting for her to set my strawberry lemon drop on the table.<\/p>\n

It didn\u2019t even matter to me that I probably looked like a lush. I had a reason to celebrate. Before I could pick my drink up, my sister, Melody grabbed her glass and lifted it in the air. \u201cTo healthy lungs and being able to walk up the stairs without dying, bitch.\u201d<\/p>\n

Placing a fist over my mouth, I cackled like a witch. \u201cYou are sick!\u201d \u201cBut did I lie?\u201d \u201cNo, you did not.\u201d Lifting my glass, I clinked it with hers. \u201cTo healthy lungs.\u201d As a toddler, I was diagnosed with asthma. As a teenager, I began to have really bad seasonal allergies. Aside from that, strong scents like certain perfumes and other fragrances triggered my allergies which then triggered the asthma.<\/p>\n

Two and a half months ago, I almost died when I couldn\u2019t breathe one day, and my inhaler wasn\u2019t helping. By the time the ambulance arrived, my lips were turning blue. At the ER I was diagnosed with pneumonia. It just so happened that I got pneumonia amid a bad allergy flare up.<\/p>\n

The pollen was out in record numbers. All those things combined almost killed me. I was in the hospital for four days on oxygen. I was prescribed antibiotics, steroids, and an inhaler to take every day rather than just a rescue inhaler for emergencies. After almost three months on the steroids, I had gained twenty-five pounds, and I absolutely hated it. Before the steroids, I wasn\u2019t necessarily small. At five foot six, I weighed 165 pounds.<\/p>\n

Currently, I was at 190. It was the biggest that I\u2019d ever been in my life. There was no use in trying to diet while on the medication, and it made my appetite increase tenfold. Finally, I had taken the last dose a few days before, and the following week, I was starting with a personal trainer. My ideal weight was 150. I didn\u2019t want to be a stick.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

This is a short excerpt from the opening of “” by Unknown, quoted for review and introduction purposes. All rights belong to the copyright holders.<\/em><\/p>\n

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