When he called me, my heart beat quickened partially from anger but partially from excitement. He hadn’t bothered to contact me for weeks. Either I was just that insignificant in his life and he didn’t care or I had pissed him off, but I didn’t push it because honestly… I was scared. I’m not good…
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One Drink
When I told him I would meet him for one drink, I meant it. ONE Drink. I was only to be in town for a month working on a few projects, and the last thing I wanted was to get involved. Yes, believe it or not, more than one drink would certainly lead to an…