Tell me the plans. Drinks? Dinner? Or are you taking me straight to bed?
Me
Food usually comes first, except in your case. We can’t seem to ever make it that far. I think it’s time I change that.
Sadie
Does that mean you’re taking me to a restaurant?
Me
How about you come to my place? I don’t want to be too far from a bed …
Sadie
I like this idea.
Me
Saturday night. 7 p.m. I’ll send you my address the day of.
Sadie
Are you sure you can wait that long?
Me
It’s going to be hard … I can’t lie.
Me
One more night.
Sadie
You have a countdown going—I like it.
Me
I just really fucking want you.
Sadie
I might want you too—you know, just a tiny bit.
Me
We’re not going to make it through dinner, Sadie.
Sadie
Not at this rate, no.
Me
Let’s make a promise to each other. No touching, not even kissing, until we’re donewith dessert.
Sadie