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Unfollowing My Ex
Unfollowing My Ex
Unfollowing My Ex
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The breakup was bad. I mean the kind of I-can’t-help-but-gasp-at-the-mere-passing-thought-of-his-name-much-less-an-entire-intentionally-cultivated-thought bad. Yep, that kind of bad.

When things go south (more east) in this romance, Aubrey Sanders decides that she needs to distance herself from her ex, Dexter Reed. From Facebook to LinkedIn, Aubrey finds that her life is inexplicably tied to his and untangling it is more than a notion.

LanguageEnglish
PublisherLadero Press
Release dateFeb 28, 2018
ISBN9781946981134
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Laro Claitty

LARO CLAITTY is a pseudonym. As the author has published articles and presentations under her given name, for fiction writing she has chosen to use a pen name. Laro's fiction work is published under Ladero Press. ​ Reading and writing have always been a part of Laro's life. Some of her earliest and fondest memories are related to listening to her mother read to her and her younger sister and brother. Those times with her mother and siblings ignited a passion for books and reading that has yet to abate. A consultant for almost two decades, Laro is known for her use of pencils. She is always using pencils to make note of ideas and storylines. Excited about the publishing of her new work of fiction, HOT ENOUGH TO MELT CHOCOLATE, Laro Claitty is awaiting opportunity to personally connect with readers and share in the joys of the written word.

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    Unfollowing My Ex - Laro Claitty

    UNFOLLOWING MY EX

    Laro Claitty

    Copyright © LaShalonda D. Robinson, 2017

    All rights reserved.

    Released for online consumption only, unless changed in these notes by the Publisher, Ladero Press

    First Ladero Press Online Publishing, August 2017

    ISBN: 978-1-946981-13-4

    Ladero Press

    Published by Ladero Press

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    Cover Designed by LaShalonda Robinson

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    All rights reserved. The reproduction, transmission, or utilization of this work in whole or in part in any form by any electronic, mechanical or other means, now known or hereafter invented, including xerography, photocopying and recording, or in any information storage or retrieval system, save for the permission stated above for online consumption, is forbidden without written permission. For permission, please contact Ladero Press Editors at editors@laderopress.com

    This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are either the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, business establishments, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.

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    Contents

    The Introduction

    Aruba

    First Dates

    New Blushes of Love

    Love Overboard

    A Sure Thing

    Ridiculous

    This Woman’s Work

    Thank You

    The Introduction

    The breakup was bad. I mean the kind of I-can’t-help-but-gasp-at-the-mere-passing-thought-of-his-name-much-less-an-entire-intentionally-cultivated-thought bad. Yep, that kind of bad.

    There was no solace from the breakup. None. My ex had fully left his stamp on my Washington State-located heart. From sharing Pike Place doughnuts to taking the ferry for day trips across the cool waters of the Pacific, he had toured the village of my life and inexplicably had the nerve to find it lacking in amenities, like a spa that forgot to have a cold plunge pool yet had everything else under the sun, and that in the highest of qualities, but greedy consumers still gave it three and a half stars. You know the reviews: While it has everything one could want in a spa, it lacks a cold plunge pool. Really? That’s what he said. I was the kind of woman he wanted because I was everything a man could want, but…I wasn’t?

    We met at one of those odd intersections in Seattle with a coffee shop at each of its four corners. I was looking for a shorter line—they were all long—and had decided to take my not-so-coffee-shop-loyal self and go wait with the folks at Seattle’s Best. That caused a problem for me, though. Their hot chocolate with that stick of chocolate on top would derail my very loosely developed weight loss campaign. You know, I was sorta-kinda trying to lose a pound or maybe two when I needed to lose maybe 20? Well, I hopped myself in line behind a perky Latina beauty yakking on her phone early in the morning, doing my mental jumps between hot tea and hot chocolate. While I was busy trying to convince myself of the health benefits of tea versus the antioxidant, hip-building benefits of chocolate, someone walked up behind me, tapped me on the shoulder, and said, Excuse me, Ma’am? Is this the end of the line?

    Yes, it is, I said without turning around. I’m not really a morning person and did not want to convince the man with the sexy drawl to start a conversation that I knew I wasn’t mentally prepared to navigate. The only reason I was up so early that morning was because I had a flight later that day and needed to finish something for a client before leaving for a much-needed vacation.

    Another tap. How long have you been waiting? he asked.

    A minute or two, I said, turning around, deciding to call on the manners taught to me by my parents and further cultivated through many client interactions.

    Thank you, he smilingly replied, showcasing a set of pearly whites that even my orthodontist would have envied. He was darned good looking, too. Even my half-asleep mind took note of this.

    You’re welcome.

    Do they have good coffee?

    I’m really not swayed by good looks early in the morning. My brain spends a bit

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