“I don’t think so.”
I’ve spent too many nights in High Five. I’ve done a lot of shit in High Five. My memory flashes to a random hookup in a bathroom stall, then snorting cocaine in another. I’ve passed out there more than once. It’s too triggering of a place.
Back in my River North condo, I slide off my loafers, now thinking of Taylor again. I step toward the sectional in my living room while staring out at the city skyline through the floor-to-ceiling window in my three-bedroom unit, then flop down on it.
I want to text her.
Brandon
Were you also in unbearable traffic on the way back to the city?
Taylor
Yes!!! But at least I finished an audiobook.
Brandon
What were you listening to?
Taylor
Too personal of a question.
Brandon
Oh! You listen to those books.
Taylor
Yeah. Those books.
I bite my lip, deciding what to say. We just met. I should not start sexting her.
Brandon
What’s the title? I’ll read it before Thursday, and we can discuss it over dinner.
Taylor
You’re going to regret that idea.
I’m not close minded. Far from it. But Taylor … What would she be into? Well, I know one thing she is not into. I chuckle tomyself. Never has a girl referenced eating ass within minutes of meeting her.
Brandon
I’ve lived lives. Nothing shocks me.
Taylor
There’s DVP.
DVP?Googling, I laugh. Double vaginal penetration.Okay, Taylor.
Should I say what I’m thinking? Should I be this forward? Not that it’s forward because it’s something we would talk about at some point anyway.Agh!
Brandon
The first time I did that I was twenty-two. Send me the title already.