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Merri-Go-Round:
You’ve got me there.
ShyGuy25:
Shit. I have to go take care of something unavoidable. Can we pick this up again later?
Merri-Go-Round:
Sure. But . . .
ShyGuy25:
But what?
I bit my lower lip as the idea percolated. I’d never taken my conversations with any of my clients off the site, but Cole was more to me than just a John who paid for my time. He was my friend, as this conversation just proved. It wasn’t sexual at all. Well, not unless you counted camel sex facts as foreplay. Which I didn’t.
Merri-Go-Round:
Can we stop messaging like this here? I’d rather you text me instead.
ShyGuy25:
Really?
Merri-Go-Round:
Is that okay with you?
ShyGuy25:
Yeah. Of course it is. I’d love that.
Merri-Go-Round:
Great.
I sent him my number with my heart in my throat. In seconds, my phone dinged with a text from an unknown number.
Unknown ID:
It’s me
I programmed him into my contacts, but instead of using his name, I simply set him as C.
Me:
Hi there.
C:
I’ll talk to you later, Merri. Thanks for letting me in.
Me:
I’m glad I did.
C:
