Quinn: I told you to pick me up from the coffee shop. I’m working.
I know you’re a busy bee. I won’t take *too* much time. 6:45 pm still good?
Quinn: Yes, Liam
?? she knows my name
Quinn: ??
I like it when you’re bratty
Quinn: I am NOT bratty, Sir
You totally are. Side note- I like it when you call me Sir. ??
Quinn: You’re so annoying.
I thought you weren’t going to take too much time.
Shhhh??
See you soon.
I toss my phone on the bed and think about what I’m going to wear. She said she was wearing a dress tonight, so I want to make sure I look nice too. I throw on some boxer briefs before I start digging through my drawers. I dig out a pair of gray slacks and pull them on. They’re a little tighter than I remember, but my ass looks good. Women like a good ass right? I put on a black button-up and roll the sleeves up to my elbows to expose my tattoos. I wear black boater shoes and put on a belt.
I fix my hair in the mirror and take a moment to look myself over, then spray some cologne onto my pulse points.
I jump into my 69 Camaro SS to pick her up. The rumble underneath my seat has some of my nerves calming, giving me a sense of euphoria almost. I don’t get to drive this car very often. I only take her out for special occasions andthisis a special occasion.
I’ll be there in 30.
I hope you’re ready for a night to remember.
I stop by the store to grab her flowers. I’m not sure what her favorite type is, so I grab a bunch that has a good variety.
15 minutes.
I jump in the car and head back across town. I stop by the beach and pull into a spot since I have some time to kill. I take a deep breath, allowing the salty air to fill my lungs.
5 minutes
I start the car and blare one of my favorite songs, “Carry on Wayward Son”by Kansas.I’m only a couple minutes from the coffee shop so I can wait until the last moment.
4 minutes
3 minutes
2 minutes
I drive toward the shop.
1 minute.
I park out front.
I’m here ??
Quinn