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Me:I can’t wait for you to be home. I’m over your side of the bed being cold. I’m over showers alone. I bawled my eyes out today that you didn’t want to see me. Us. They’re very clear it’s us. It just feels so… personal.

Night 9

Me:Is it wrong for me to wish Kimpton would make his debut just so I could see you? I’m not heartless – he’s fully developed, and there’s no danger. It would force your hand. I miss you. I love you.

Night 10

Me:Sabine is coming to Texas this weekend. No stripper shoes or restraining orders necessary.

Me:Confession:That night at the club. I wanted your hands on me.

Me:Someone renamed your group text “Team Takedown.” What’s that about?

Night 11

Me:Tell me a secret, Layton. Mine is I miss you whispering in my ear. I miss the feel of your beard on my skin. I miss your cock inside me.

Night 12

Me:Colt asked about Unca Lay tonight. He says he misses you. Luna is worse, probably. Sweet girl goes to your room every day at Pop’s, according to him. You owe her some snuggles when you’re out. You owe me some too. I need you to hold me as I cry about all this… This loss and pain, the hell you’ve been through—that we’ve been through.

Night 13

Me:Sarah says PT is going well. She doesn’t say much else when I ask. I don’t know what to adjust without the feedback. And it’s not like she doesn’t know. She’s been doing this two decades longer than I have. But it’s like you iced me out. I feel out of the loop. I wish you had your phone.

Night 14

Me:Do I get to see you tomorrow? Don’t answer that. I can hope for it tonight. It’s been a long two weeks.

Me:Please don’t stand me up again. This is hard for me too. Not physically, but… Can you imagine quitting your job? Moving across the country? Finding your person, only to lose him?

My pain has ratcheted up since he left. It’s not like I’m not used to it. I am. I just have less going on to keep my mind off it. Tomorrow I need a plan for getting my schedule on track.

Night 15

Me:I’m pissed. Not at you. Well, I am a little bit, and I wish I could be even more so. Again? Are you shutting us out? I wish I knew how to help.

Me:Brighton gave me the keys to your car here, and I took it to get Bean. She’s here and says if this is Texas, she’d give it a go. I wish! Know anybody who needs a perfect woman with only a little trauma and a handful of bad habits? She comes with a fabulous bestie.

Night 16

Me:Kyle discovered the lake today. What’s with all the blackbirds? It’s like an Alfred Hitchcock movie or something. I have a video of him chasing them for you when you’re ready.

Me:I was alone for a long time. And it wasn’t a problem for me. I liked it actually. But you messed that all up with your charisma and charm. You made me feel special, and now I’m alone, and it’s different.

Night 17

Me:I miss you. You’re starting to feel like a memory again. This many days of radio silence reminds me of… then. Come home soon.

Night 18

Me:Willa went into false labor today. I spent half the day at the hospital in case. I brought them a meal, though she’s adamant the baby won’t make room, even for fruit. He’s probably exactly like his namesake. And just as stubborn as him. You are, too, you know…

Night 19

Me:I miss you. This is harder than I thought it would be. Not being a Debbie Downer, but last time we went this long… It’s hard. That’s all. I hope you had a great day and found rays of sunshine around every corner.

Me:Bean went home today. Austin traffic is atrocious, by the way. Are they trying to medal in Worst Traffic in the Country? If so, they get the Silver. It’s neck and neck with Atlanta. And I grew up in Boston!

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