Instead of messaging, she took the bull by the horns and decided to call. XXX Damaged goods. Josie thought to herself as he talked. His expression was sizzling hot. “Wanna come over now?”
“No.”
And Josie hung up. But she didn’t say anything. “Hey” and then came one of Harry’s characteristic loaded silences; “Don’t take this the wrong way. She grinned and retrieved the message, hugging a cushion from the couch to her chest in anticipation. Two weeks passed and Josie found herself wondering if she had made a bad impression. It was the last sensation to hit her, before their lips met. Later she went to the gym. She made vegetable stock using her nervous energy to chop and dice things she found in her fridge.
