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A few minutes go by and still no reply. I get that it’s probably none of my business and most likely he’s trying to find a way to tell me nicely to fuck off. Maybe he thinks it’s none of my business. But we are dating. Wouldn’t I deserve to know? Don’t I? The nerves in the pit of my stomach go crazy as the anticipation of his response is killing me. Why isn’t he texting me back now as fast as he was just minutes ago. Maybe he thinks I’ve overstepped.

Right as I’m about to text him back and say goodnight, I see three little dots from his end, telling me he’s typing his response. I let out a sigh of relief, but then I hold my breath once more as he’s typing away on his end.

It’s taking him a bit, so maybe it’s not what I want to hear. Or read in my case.

And then, I receive his answer.

Zander: My wife left me three years ago.

Well, talk about a conversation killer. What am I supposed to say now besides the fact that I can’t believe someone would actually leave him? I feel terrible for even asking in the first place. I should have known better than to pry. It really wasn’t my place. Wouldn’t he have volunteered this information if he really wanted me to know? Fuck.

Serenity: I’m so sorry :(

I don’t know what else to say. I really would love to know the details, but I don’t dare ask now. Another couple of minutes of silence pass by and once again, and he’s not replying as fast as he was before. I guess I really did overstep. Shit. Figures I would do something like this.

Zander: Don’t be sorry, beautiful. It’s not your fault, and it happened a long time ago.

Serenity: I know, but I’m sorry for prying. I’m sorry that she left you. I can’t imagine anyone would do that to you.

Zander: I’m just human. And it’s okay, don’t be sorry. Like I said, it’s not your fault.

Serenity: Okay, well, I still am.

Zander: Do you have plans tomorrow?

I guess he wants to change the topic. That’s fine with me. Maybe some day he’ll let me know more about what happened, but I guess right now is not a good time. Plus, this probably isn’t something he wants to discuss over text, if ever at all.

Serenity: Just helping Lissa at the store. Why?

Zander: I was thinking of calling out… I’m supposed to be at the station for drills, but really? I’d rather spend time with you. I was thinking you could stop by really early and we could spend the whole day in bed together?

A smile pulls on my face. Okay, so we’ve done nothing more than making out yet, and every time we text or talk on the phone, we’ve never really gotten too explicit. But lately, it has definitely been escalating. Sure, saying he wants to lie in bed with me is nothing dirty, but we’ve never would have said anything like this the first couple of weeks.

Plus, as time keeps passing, I’ve been thinking more and more about getting intimate with him, and honestly, I can’t wait for the day when it can happen. Who knows, maybe tomorrow we can take it there. As a matter of fact, I don’t know how much self-control I’ll have lying in a bed with Zander right next to me and not doing anything besides kissing.

Serenity: To spend the whole day in bed with you? That sounds wonderful… but are you sure you won’t get in trouble?

Zander: I don’t care, LOL, just kidding. It should be fine. I want you in my arms.

The thought of him holding me makes my heart race faster. I love whenever he wraps his huge arms around me and embraces me tightly. It’s one of the best feelings in the world.

Serenity: Okay. Let me talk to Lissa and see if I can miss tomorrow.

Zander: Let me know, beautiful.

I put my phone down next to me and sneak a peek over at Lissa. She isn’t paying any attention to me, focusing on the movie in front of her.

“Hey, Lis?” I ask, playing with a strand of my hair.

“Uh-huh?” she answers, not bothering to look up from the TV at me.

“Is tomorrow supposed to be a busy day in the shop?”

She doesn’t answer me for a moment. Instead, she turns her head to face me with a smirk on her face.

Crap. She knows I’m up to something.

“Why, what’s up?” she asks, still smirking.

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