Page 74 of Never Have I Ever
I nod, giving her a smile. “Lunch tomorrow would be great,” I tell her. “It was nice to meet you.”
She gives me a warm smile. “Me too.” She excuses herself and heads out of the room. I’m a little shocked. I have a lunch date with Emily Livingston.
I take out my phone, changing my flight. One more day might not be so terrible.
My phone buzzes, and I see a text from Grayson. Seeing his name on my screen makes my chest tense, and I smile as I open his text.
Grayson: You in for another lesson?
I sigh in disappointment. I wish I were there; I would do anything to spend more time with Grayson.
Me: Can’t. I’m in New York, meeting my new husband.
Grayson: Yeah? Any luck?
Me: I’m coming back as an engaged woman.
I snicker as I press send. Three little dots appear and disappear on the screen, I stare at my screen, waiting for him to reply, but he doesn’t.
Me: Kidding.
I reply when he doesn’t answer me. After a minute, another text pops up.
Grayson: Don’t play with me like that, angel.
I smile at my screen, that nickname will never get old.
Grayson: When do you get back?
Me: Not until Sunday morning.
Grayson: Are you trying to run from me? Because let me tell you, Rosie, no matter where you go, I will scour the earth to find you.
I feel a twinge in my chest reading those words from him. I would never want to run from him. The only thing I’m thinking about is how much longer until I go home to him.
Me: I never want to run from you.
Grayson: Thank fuck for that.
Grayson: Send pics of your outfit.
My brows draw together.
Me: You want to see my outfit?
Grayson: Rosie. Every time I see you, I don’t know whether I want to take you out of your clothes or fuck you in them. They drive me crazy. Everything you wear looks amazing on you.
I press my thighs together, looking around to check if anyone can tell I’m having dirty thoughts right now. The nights between Grayson and me flash through my mind, wanting to book a plane ticket back home this instant.
Me: Ok. I will.
I take a deep breath, trying to compose myself, and press send.
One more day. And then I can go home. I can see Grayson again. The thought makes the rest of this night tolerable.
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Au revoir to my dreams
