She nods warily at me and walks away.
My phone vibrates from where it’s tucked in my pocket. Pulling it out, I see Micah’s sent me a text.
Daph’s Dream Dick:Did you realize you handed me a book about male infertility?
My hand flies up to cover my mouth, and I stifle a belly laugh.
Me:I did NOT. Did I?
Daph’s Dream Dick:You sure as hell did.
Daph’s Dream Dick:I went through with checking it out and everything.
Daph’s Dream Dick:You should have seen the look I got from the librarian at the desk.
Me:OMG.
Daph’s Dream Dick:I figure you owe me now.
Me:?
Me:I’m pretty sure I don’t owe you anything.
Daph’s Dream Dick:We’ll see about that.
Me:Micah…
Daph’s Dream Dick:I’m not done with my experiment.
Daph’s Dream Dick:All joking aside—I’m glad you’re okay.