Page 70 of A Pizza My Heart

“There,” he finally says with a rasp. “Now we can call it even.” He pushes away, putting about a foot between us, back ramrod straight, eyes hard. “Go home. Rest. I’ll pick you up for our date tomorrow at eight o’clock.”

Without another word, he’s gone, rushing back inside like he didn’t just flip my world on its axis.

Slice Ten

Foster

Yeah. I just did that shit.

Slice Eleven

Wren

Ayawn rolls through me for what feels like the hundredth time today.

I have Foster to thank for it.

He might have been the one to score me the night off, but he’s also the one who kept me wide awake all through the night.

I tossed and turned and mentally ran through so many stupid theories as to why on earth he would think it was a good idea to kiss me and still came up with nothing.

Finally, at around 3 AM, I knocked out…only to wake up at four sweating and panting because Dream Foster wasdefinitelydoing things that could only possibly happen in my dreams.

No, wait—adream, notmydreams.

I asked my client this morning what it means to have sex dreams about a dude you’ve known your entire life, and she swore up and down it meant I’ve been onhismind for years and it’s my head’s way of finally plucking itself out of my ass.

Clearly she’sexactlywho I should have asked for advice from.

I had to laugh, though, at her implying I was stuck in some sort of Ross-and-Rachel situation where Foster’s been secretly pining over me for years.

Yeah right. Not freakin’ likely.

I finish sweeping up the last pile of hair for the day and snap the broom back into its rack on the wall just as my cell chimes under the front counter.

I snatch it up and my heart begins to pound double time at the name on the screen.

Foster.

Could he sense I was thinking of him…again?

Foster:One hour.

Me:One hour until…?

Me:Oh crap,Kiddin’ Around: My Real-Life Goat ObsessionDOES premiere at 8! I almost forgot to set my DVR. Good reminder.

Foster:I sincerely hope that’s not a real show.

Me:It is. AND the dude this season is based on is SUPER hot. Nerdy, but hot.

Foster:THERE ARE MULTIPLE SEASONS?!

Me:OMG QUIT YOUR JUDGING AND LET THEM ENJOY THEIR GOATS

Foster:I don’t think it’s possible to NOT judge them.

Foster:But I digress. I’m talking about our first date. Or did you forget already?

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