One of the Boys

Summary

At a New Year's Eve dinner, a "bro-girl" I'd never met sat next to my husband.

After the fourth time she hugged my husband's arm, I threw up all over the floor.

My husband was nervous and helped me catch my breath.

But the "bro-girl" raised an eyebrow and crossed her arms:

"Alex, this wife you found... she's kinda weak, huh?"

Ah, so she's a "Pick Me" girl.

But she doesn't know.

When it comes to playing innocent and manipulative, I'm the grandmaster.