Page 33 of Mob Star

Finn

Me too. Thanks. Sleep well, cailín.

That makes my toes curl into my carpet. I really love it when he calls me that. I want a name for him, but I can’t think of anything special. I have time.

Me

I will. You too.

Fuck. I know what I almost typed. No. I cannot call him that.

I tap Kimmy’s text and go back to that.

Me

Sounds good. What time?

Kimmy

I wasn’t sure you were going to answer. Buffet opens at six. You know the line. Do you want to make a day of it? We can get a suite and go out to the beach. Then get cleaned up and head down for dinner then the casino. It’d be you, me, Dory, Samantha, Nicole, and Terry.

They’re a mix of doctors and nurses. They’re all from OBGYN, so I work with them all the time. Kimmy’s the person I’m closest to at work. She’s a doctor, but you’d never guess the reserved woman who looks up vajayjays all day is the wild woman who’ll dance on tabletops without a drop to drink first. Then again, she’s said the same thing about me minus the vadges. I see plenty, I’m just not looking up them.

The water’ll still be frigid, but it’s been unseasonably warm this spring. It’ll be nice to get some Vitamin D now that winter’s over.

Me

Sounds good

Kimmy

Want me to pick you up?

Me

That’d be great. Who else is riding with you?

Kimmy

Sam and Nikki.

Thank God. I like Dory a lot, but not in an enclosed space like Kimmy’s midsize Lexus. That would be a loooong two and a half hours.

Me

What time should I be ready?

Kimmy

Let’s say 9:30. I’ll make a reservation right now.

Me

Cool

I have something to look forward to rather than worrying about my parents. I can tell myself that, but at least it’ll occupy my mind. And it’ll distract me from thinking about what Finn’s doing and how many hours it’ll be before I see him again.

I toss clothes in a bag along with some toiletries and shoes. It’s already just past one, so I’m asleep as soon as my head hits the pillow.

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