Sex Appeal intro

intro

New Orleans had a way of making you feel seen and unseen at the same time. The streets hummed with music, with heat, with want—and Ko knew that feeling all too well. She wasn’t looking for a fairytale. She’d given up on that a long time ago. What she wanted was something real—someone who didn’t flinch at her past, who didn’t just reach for her body like it was the only part worth touching. Ko had tried it all. Sweet talkers with gold teeth and empty promises, church boys with sinful hands, even the quiet ones who swore they were different—until they weren’t. Every night felt like a test, every morning a reminder that love, in this city, was a hard thing to hold. But Ko wasn’t done yet. Somewhere between the second lines and the soft moans of the city at night, she still believed—just a little—that someone could see her for her. Not just her body, not just the sex, but the woman underneath it all. And when she found him? He’d have to love every part of her—or not at all.