Page 24 of Sky Full of Stars

Adam: That is more than a date outfit. God Jenna you look beautiful, well as much as a headless body can look beautiful.

Me: LOL but thank you. You gonna return the favour

Adam: I’m ashamed to say I didn’t make as much of an effort as you

Me: Show me

I take a deep breath and go to the window. This hotel does have a great view so while I wait I stare out at the twinkling lights of Los Angeles. I wonder where in Florida he is, and why is he there. We could talk about a lot of stuff tonight. I want to ask him about his job. I want him to be honest with me. I look down when the phone pings and my mouth drops open. He isn’t wearing anything other than his boxer briefs and he’s laughing. Jesus Christ. I can’t stop looking at him. He’s everything I thought he would be, his body is hard and toned with a golden tan that sets off his eyes. I’m stunned he has sent me a half-naked photograph of himself.

“Oh shit, is he going to want one of me?”

I can see where the evening might be going and get a little freaked out. I’ve never done anything like this before. I can’t stop staring. It looks like a modelling photo you see in a magazine, his dimple is prominent, the laugh reaches his eyes, his ankles are crossed and I am mesmerized by his thighs.

Adam: Tell me I haven’t freaked you out

Me: No…not freaked out. Well maybe a little

Adam: Why?

Me: Didn’t realise it was that kind of date

Adam: You make me laugh, Slugger

Me: Good, I’m glad about that

Adam: You’re freaking out

Me: I’ve just never done anything like this before

Adam: You and your overthinking, just go with it Jenna

Me: Do you always move this fast on a first date?

Adam: Don’t have many first dates. It’s been a while since I dated

Me: Really? Why?

Adam: Too busy

Me: That isn’t a good enough reason

Adam: Never met the right girl

Me: When was your last serious relationship?

Adam: Getting deep again

Me: Maybe getting to know you better before I take off my dress

Adam: Fuck, really?

I put my hand over my mouth, I’m hyperventilating. I can’t believe I just said that. I sit down on the end of the bed, put the nail of my thumb between my top and bottom teeth. Am I seriously considering this? He’s so beautiful and even though I know I have a decent body, been told many times I look good, I’m still self-conscious. It’s just a picture, I’m not standing in front of him. I don’t even know if I ever will be standing in front of him. God, I crave his touch so much. God dammit, I am overthinking.

Adam: What are you thinking? You want to stop?

Me: No…I’m just nervous

Adam: About what? You don’t have to do anything you don’t want to

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