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“Ma’am, boarding.” A helpful airline employee smiled knowingly at her phone screen.
Vandy gave her a dirty look and saved the photos to her phone before deleting the message. She could drool over Royce’s hotness and relive her memories later.
Or maybe when she sat down.
Screw it. She could be weak.
She flicked her screen back on as she walked down the tunnel to the plane and started a new convo.
V: I could kiss you everywhere. I wish we could still see each other.
This texting was addicting. Did breaking up only count after she left Ohio air space? Or landed in Chicago?
R: Send me a photo.
She glanced around. No one was in her row and none of the flight attendants were nearby. While she couldn’t match his shirtless pic in public, she took a quick snapshot of her boobs still in the bra and hit ‘send.’ Her face wasn’t in it. That was okay, right?
Her phone beeped as a new photo loaded.
And holy fuck, it was a photo of her brother and his medical student team.
R: Are we playing Game of Thrones? Busted. <3 Raj
Vandy hadn’t realized until that moment that she needed more friends whose names started with R to fill the space between Raj and Royce.
V: You are the worst brother on the planet.
Raj: Or the best. You two ended stuff?
V: I live inChicago. Duh.
Raj: If you can’t survive on zoom and phone sex alone, there’s an overnight Amtrak between Cleveland and Chicago. If you set up a Paypal account, Mom and Dad will never know. Check it out.
Her brother was suggesting she sneak to Cleveland to get laid. Not something she’s seen coming, but it was great advice.
She quickly skimmed the suggested website. With creative class scheduling this upcoming semester, she could spend two to three days at a time in Cleveland easily.
She could have her cake and eat it too – or let Royce eat her . . .
V: Crap. You are the best brother. How do you know this?
Raj: I met a blonde from Chi-town at an AMA conference during Med 1. It didn’t last, but it was fun. You owe me.
She started a new text message string—to Royce, not Raj this time, while renaming them both in her phone.
V: Can I have your email? I have an idea.
Royce: I’m all ears.
* * *
From: [email protected]
Subject: Let’s think about this
I get that this was supposed to be over, but I’m not sure I’m ready for that. Can we still see each other?
