Page 70 of Heart of Stone

Today 1:28 AM: Me

I’ve made my decision. You just need to agree to my terms.

My phone chimed almost immediately with his response. I looked at the clock. It was one-thirty in the morning. I was surprised he’d responded right away but happy he was still awake.

I couldn’t have planned this more perfectly if I’d tried.

1:31 AM: Alexander

What are your terms?

1:32 AM: Me

I want to meet.

1:34 AM: Alexander

Tomorrow night at 7.

1:35 AM: Me

I don’t want to wait. Come to my apartment now.

1:36 AM: Alexander

No. It’s late.

Well, didn’t that just suck? I want a piece of Mr. Danger-licious now.

I went to type my response and found I was struggling to spell correctly. Even autocorrect wasn’t recognizing my mistakes. I glanced over at the empty bottle of wine on my nightstand.

Geez, I’m really drunk.

I should have known better. I knew I was a lightweight, and two glasses of wine were typically my limit.

Who in the hell gets drunk alone?

I turned my attention back to the phone, now wishing I had waited until morning to text him. He was right. Meeting up tomorrow would be better. It was late, and I needed to get my drunken ass to bed. I threw the first plan out the window and focused on plan B instead.