You’re giving me homework?
DirtyLife
I need to know what to plan for our dates after three weeks from Tuesday.
TooBusy
I seem to have a knack for turning men off, so if you do show up that day, I have no doubt it’ll be the last time we see each other.
DirtyLife
I have no doubt at all that I will be begging you for another date.
TooBusy
If you say so.
DirtyLife
I know so.
TooBusy
We’ll see. But for now, I really need to work. I only have another hour before my daughter is done.
DirtyLife
It was good talking to you. And I hope you find something fun to do this weekend.
TooBusy
Yeah.
I smiled as I signed off. Except for the part about having a knack for turning men off, it was a good chat. But that one piece of information was all I needed to know she didn’t think I wanted her.
She was so wrong. Not only did I want to see her more, but I wanted to crack her wide open and find out all the secrets she hid from the world.
But first, I had to work.
Andre let himself in the back door as I was locking the front one. While Casey had been dodging me, I’d been dodging Andre. I was not ready to answer all the questions I knew he would be asking. But I was clearly out of time.
“Hey,” I said when he met me in the back. “I need to run up and change.”
“I’ll be here when you’re ready.” The words were subtle, but the tone was ominous.
“What?” I asked, pausing on the bottom step.
“What, what? I didn’t say anything?”
“Your smirk did.”
He laughed fully. “Don’t blame me for being curious about you swooping in to take Casey home and never showing up again.”
“It wasn’t like that.”
“I didn’t say what it was like. You’re the one filling in the blanks.”
“Fuck you.”
