The distance has been hard but for the best. We need to learn how to be close and whether we can survive when we’re apart. She can’t follow me around the world every time I go, so we need to test this aspect of a future relationship, too.
I tell myself that, anyway.
As if on cue, my phone buzzes.
A picture.
It’s a close-up of a red sequined fabric. The caption below reads:
Josie
I have a proposition
I smirk, thumbs already moving over the screen.
Dorian
If it involves you and red sequins, I’m in
Josie
You should ask what you’re getting into first
I settle deeper into the seat, tapping the side of my phone with my finger, already too invested in whatever game she’s about to start. No point in playing it cool.
Dorian
Alright, what am I getting into?
Josie
A mix of carrot and stick. Want the carrot first?
My mouth goes dry.
Dorian
Sure
Josie
The dress is going to be short, and the horns sharp
I bite my knuckle, grinning like an idiot. If she keeps this up, I might tell Ned to make a U-turn and drive me to her place when I can’t be seen there. Not yet. The weeks apart, if nothing else, must’ve thrown Billie off our case. But we can’t go public yet.
Dorian
And the stick?
Josie
We won’t be alone
I shift in my seat, gripping the phone harder.
Dorian
Explain