Chapter 64

I undress, take a shower, then get under the covers, keeping my cell phone next to me. I don’t care if the radio waves melt my brain. I want to be ready in case Sean texts back.

I fall asleep without getting that text.

I wake up without getting it, either.

Actually, for a second I think he did, because there’s a little envelope in the notification bar, but it isn’t him. It’s Patrick. Talk about timing.

Hi Ryan, what’s up? I came back a few days ago. I need to see you…Are you free for coffee one of these days?

I don’t answer because my brain hasn’t fully booted up yet, and because I have other things on my mind I care about more. I was honest when I said I don’t care about Patrick anymore. That’s what I tried to explain to Sean. Why should I waste time talking about a person who is no longer part of my life? It’s a rhetorical question; I know perfectly well why I should do it. Because Sean would feel more secure and because this is something you do when you’re in a relationship.