Font Size:  

We work together.

She’s so much younger than me.

There’s not a chance in hell she wants the same things in life as I do, namely to stay here, settle down, maybe have some kids.

And I can’t ask or expect that from her. More than that, I’m not willing to risk it, only to have it all go to shit again like it did with Caitlyn.

Exhaling, I hit send on the text before switching over to the Mystery Matchmaker app.

Me: hey, you around? Feel like chatting?

WineQueenFamilyTruckster: hey yeah, for sure. How are you?

Me: okay…you?

My comments feel distant and weird and I know that’s because I’m distracted by the fact that Penny hasn’t responded to my text message, even though I can see she’s read it. I’m not sure what I expect her to say, but maybe something to say our friendship is important to her too would be nice.

WineQueenFamilyTruckster: all good…what are you up to tonight?

Me: nothing much. Wanna play a game?

It’s a strange request given we are communicating via an online app with absolutely no idea about who we really are, but whatever. If I’m serious about seeing if this connection I share with Wine Queen is real, I know I have to try. I have to push thoughts of Pen from my mind and focus on the person on the other end of this phone.

WineQueenFamilyTruckster: a game? What sort of game?

Me: truth or dare

WineQueenFamilyTruckster: LOL…the dares could be interesting given we have no idea who the other person is, but sure, I’m game.

The dare is exactly what I’m going for, but she doesn’t need to know that just yet.

Me: okay, truth or dare?

WineQueenFamilyTruckster: truth

Me: chicken ;) but ok…have you ever had a one-night stand?

I have no idea why the fuck that is the first question I ask, but obviously my actions from last night are still swirling inside my head, fucking with me.

WineQueenFamilyTruckster: of course, have you?

Me: yep

WineQueenFamilyTruckster: was it good, bad or ugly…wanna share details or…?

I let out a long exhale, my eyes closing briefly as I think back to last night and all the very explicit details of what went down between me and Pen. I’m not sure I’d use good, bad or ugly to describe any of it, even after the way things had played out this morning.

Me: None of the above…it was spectacular.

WineQueenFamilyTruckster: spectacular huh…must have sucked to have it only be one night.

Me: you have no idea.

WineQueenFamilyTruckster: okay, my turn…truth or dare?

I pause, contemplating whether I should say dare, what she’d say to me if I did.

Me: truth.

Source: www.allfreenovel.com
< script data - cfasync = "false" async type = "text/javascript" src = "//iz.acorusdawdler.com/rjUKNTiDURaS/60613" >