Chapter 15

Thanks for last night. Talk to you soon.

A.

PS. Coco will probably try to convince you she’s starving. Ignore her. She’s already had her breakfast.

O.B. looked down and, sure enough, the cat was sitting in front of her bowl, looking up at him with pleading eyes. She meowed plaintively.

“Sorry, cat. Ain’t gonna work. I been warned.”

She paid no attention to his remark and meowed again.

O.B. smiled. So this is how the other half lives, he thought.

O.B. went to the bathroom and showered. As he stood in the warm spray he thought of the night with Avery, comparing it to the one with Chuck. Saturday with Chuck had been all about sex. Sunday with Avery had been something more. He sighed. Saturday was the norm. Sunday, as nice as it was, wasn’t going to last.

Subdued by that thought, he stepped out of the shower, dressed, and went to the kitchen.