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Story: Obeying the Owner
“I’m not sure what’s going to happen yet. She’s someone I could see being in a relationship with, but I don’t want to rush into anything. Gwen comes first, and I’m about to add a new job to my plate. How much can I pile on?”
“You can always see how it goes, and if it’s too much, you can end things with her.”
“Right.”
“You know I hate it when you say that.”
“Right.” I laugh.
He punches my arm. “I gave you good advice.”
“I know you did. I’ll think about your wise words later.” I pick up my bottle. “For now, I’d like to finish this beer.”
“And then have one more?” Isaac asks.
“Maybe.”
He smiles. “That’s good. My advice improves with every beer I drink.”
I don’t want to discuss Mae anymore.
Even though I mentioned her to Isaac, I didn’t share many details about her. We may be hooking up temporarily, but I want to keep her to myself.
* * *
This house feels so lonely without Gwen here. Raising the remote, I flip through a few channels and settle on the local news.
After a few minutes of barely watching, my mind wanders to Mae, and I wonder what she’s doing. There’s no reason why I can’t simply ask her.
I have her phone number.
Grabbing my phone from my nightstand, I tap on her name and smile. I added her to my contacts as Sunshine. I type out a text and send it.
Hi, Mae. How was your weekend?
I hope she replies. If she didn’t save my number, she might be wondering who the fuck is texting her this late.
It’s only a couple of minutes before she answers.
It was nice. How was yours?
Gwen was here, and we stayed busy. But it passed too quickly.
The weekends have a way of doing that.
Where are you now?
What do you mean, where am I? It’s well after eleven p.m. and I have to work in the morning. I’m in bed.
Her reply makes me smile even though she killed my opportunity to ask what she’s wearing.
I figured as much but didn’t want to assume. Plenty of twenty-somethings go out at night and still manage to make it to work the next day.
Not this one. I need sleep to function properly.
Is that my cue to stop texting you?
Maybe.
“You can always see how it goes, and if it’s too much, you can end things with her.”
“Right.”
“You know I hate it when you say that.”
“Right.” I laugh.
He punches my arm. “I gave you good advice.”
“I know you did. I’ll think about your wise words later.” I pick up my bottle. “For now, I’d like to finish this beer.”
“And then have one more?” Isaac asks.
“Maybe.”
He smiles. “That’s good. My advice improves with every beer I drink.”
I don’t want to discuss Mae anymore.
Even though I mentioned her to Isaac, I didn’t share many details about her. We may be hooking up temporarily, but I want to keep her to myself.
* * *
This house feels so lonely without Gwen here. Raising the remote, I flip through a few channels and settle on the local news.
After a few minutes of barely watching, my mind wanders to Mae, and I wonder what she’s doing. There’s no reason why I can’t simply ask her.
I have her phone number.
Grabbing my phone from my nightstand, I tap on her name and smile. I added her to my contacts as Sunshine. I type out a text and send it.
Hi, Mae. How was your weekend?
I hope she replies. If she didn’t save my number, she might be wondering who the fuck is texting her this late.
It’s only a couple of minutes before she answers.
It was nice. How was yours?
Gwen was here, and we stayed busy. But it passed too quickly.
The weekends have a way of doing that.
Where are you now?
What do you mean, where am I? It’s well after eleven p.m. and I have to work in the morning. I’m in bed.
Her reply makes me smile even though she killed my opportunity to ask what she’s wearing.
I figured as much but didn’t want to assume. Plenty of twenty-somethings go out at night and still manage to make it to work the next day.
Not this one. I need sleep to function properly.
Is that my cue to stop texting you?
Maybe.
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