Page 35 of Right Number, Wrong Man
Me
Good morning, Sugar. How’re you doing? Just wanted to make sure you’re okay. Hope I didn’t scare you off last night…
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I sit forward,biting my thumb as I stare at the screen. It takes the longest minutes of my life until Hailey types and I can breathe again. At least she’s not ignoring me.
Hailey
I’m fine, thanks.
Wait, that’s it? Why so formal? Oh Lord, please don’t tell me I already fucked this up. Three dots appear again and my heart beats a staccato rhythm.
Hailey
I’m sorry I disappeared last night. My stupid boss almost caught me and I had to leave in a hurry. When I got out of work, the mood was gone. I was too embarrassed to send the last video.
Okay, I didn’t piss her off. That’s a good start. Stupid boss,though? Ouch.
Me
Is your boss some kinda hardass?
Hailey
The. Worst!!!
Yeah, that’s me. The worst boss. The worst man.
It’d be funny if my chest didn’t feel like it’ll explode and splatter the remnants of my shriveled heart all over the walls. But my cock doesn’t get the memo. He’s still the last man standing, holding on like a trooper.
There we are again.Grief boner.
Me
What did he do to my favorite girl?
Hailey
Exist. Wait, how many girls do you have?
Me
Just the one. You.
Hailey
Bold.
Me
And true, ma’am. A gentleman doesn’t double time.
Hailey
Boundaries incoming, whoop whoop! News flash: I’m not your girl. Youdon’t own me.
