Page 40 of Miss Matched

I’m glad you’re okay. I’m so sorry.

Dani:

It just went too far. It’s my fault. I don’t need to stay here to finish up my masters. I’m going home.

I knew I was confused right now and wanted to retreat. He didn’t answer right away. Probably trying to figure out what to say. I thought about engaging in a discussion about my wanting to leave, but then perhaps now wasn’t the time. I would have to make that decision with a clear head, and right now, everything I said was through the fog of total embarrassment.

Gianni:

Not your fault… Totally my fault. Can you ever forgive me? Is there anything I can do?

Smart man. He ignored my retreat rant.

I thought about his offer for a moment. I had to admit, I was a little hungry. I hadn’t eaten at the party. My dress had been too tight.

Dani:

I need a pizza.

I couldn’t believe I sent him that message. I had absolutely no willpower.

Gianni:

Now?

Dani

You asked… yes, now.

Gianni:

I’ll have it there in less than an hour.

Dani:

Fine, but I still won’t talk to you.

Gianni:

I deserve that. You’re usual?

Dani:

Extra anchovies… and pineapple… and olives.

Gianni:

Does this mean we’re breaking up?

I hesitated for a moment. I could break up with him right now. I needed to break up with him right now, but despite my mortified embarrassment, I’d fallen for him. I’d never felt as bold or as hot or like a grown woman in charge of my body like I had in the last few days. He’d gotten to me, and I didn’t want to let go.

Dani:

Shannon and Jonathan are breaking up, but you and I, well, we’re still at the kissing stage.

I sent him emoji lips.

Gianni:

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