Golden Boy

Riley

Sunday was nothing more than a waste. Charlotte and I swapped sex stories and made brownies. I'd considered calling Ethan a hundred times, but I figured he would call me if he wanted to see me. He seemed to be old-fashion like that. Sadly enough, he never called.

Monday morning came too early, and I realized I had no clue what the schedule for the week looked like. I grabbed my debit card and left the apartment to grab a gallon of milk from the corner store as Charlotte ran around, trying to get ready for her corporate job. If I was grateful for anything, it was that I didn't have to dress in a suit and sit in a cubical all day. We might have been slightly unorganized and completely dramatic, but we were free. At least most of us at Eon were.

I walked to the corner store, enjoying the early summer weather, and pushed the door open. The bell jingled above my head, and I made a beeline for the cold containers.

"Hi, pretty girl." A scruffy looking guy moved up beside me. "What's yo