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Lexie: Okay, I see your point and I concede.

Lexie using the word concede reminds me of Chance. And I realize there is a teeny tiny part of me that might miss him just a little bit. Possibly.

Kat: Well, you’d better get back on that horse, lady. Why don’t you text him and apologize for walking out.

Me: I don’t have his number.

Kat’s next text is her sending me his contact e-card.

Kat: Text him now, let us know what happens.

Louboutins. Louboutins. Louboutins.

I save his contact info in my phone and then pull up his info to text him. Eight o’clock on a Sunday night. What if he’s not alone? What if he’s on a date? What if he’s chasing bad guys and I blow his cover?

None of that matters Remi. This isn’t real. It’s a bet. Suck it up.

Me: Hey. It’s Remi. I just wanted to apologize for leaving last night without saying goodbye. That was rude of me to do.

I wait to see if the three dots pop up, but they don’t. Then I wait for another five minutes and get nothing.

So, I binge watchThe Big Bang Theoryand eat another bowl of ice cream with Baileys. I’m already in bed when my phone chirps with a text at nine-thirty pm. I look down and see Chance’s name on the screen. Do I ignore it? Pretend I’m already asleep? I open the message instead.

Chance: Are you still awake? If not, and this wakes you up, I’m really sorry, go back to sleep.

Me: I’m awake.

Chance: Hey.

Me: Hey back.

Chance: Sorry for the delay in responding, I was at my parents’ house for dinner. I like to stay after to hang with them once my sisters leave.

Me: I didn’t ask.

Chance: I know.

Me: Ok.

Chance: I should be the one apologizing for what I said.

Me: It’s not like it wasn’t true.

Chance: That’s not really the point. It was a crappy thing to say.

Me: Apology accepted.

Me: On one condition.

Chance: Anything.

Me: Oh, you better watch it, you have no idea what I’m about to say.

Chance: I can handle it. I’m not afraid.

Me: What if the condition was something awful? Like, you have to direct traffic, in only a thong, at rush hour, in the middle of town square.

Chance: LOL. No problem.