I WAITED until Sabrina had left before coming out of my room forbreakfast. I didn’t want her to drill me about my plans for the day,and boy, did I have plans.First, I hustled over to a boutique lingerie shop nearby Sabrina’sMidtown apartment. They were on holiday schedule and openedearly, so I got what I needed and was at the register well before ten.With my purchases “in hand,” so to say, I finally pulled out myphone to get ahold of Dylan. Sure, I could have texted him before I’dgone shopping, but I didn’t want to seem desperate, contacting himbefore the sun had reached a decent place in the sky. Because Iwasn’t desperate. I was eager. There was a difference, I was sure.I had, however, composed my text the night before so it wasready to go with just a press of the send button.A: Happy Tuesday! Did U sleep OK?Polite, harmless. A message that wouldn’t scare him off.Still, he took his time answering. Almost seven whole minutes.Thankfully there was a Starbucks next door s
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