Page 47 of Afternoon Delight

Meg

Zak texted me a few times, and I brought him and Dale lunch twice, but it sounded like Dale was out of sorts after his day at the care home. They came to work late and left early, finally getting back into their regular routine on Thursday.

I was missing Zak and trying not to be bothered by it, while also thinking about what Georgia had said—that there’s no right answer.

I understood Zak’s situation and didn’t expect more from him than he could give, but I was wired to think that if he wasn’t in a position to make a commitment, then I shouldn’t be either.

And if I wasn’t making a commitment and going all in, should I even pursue things at all?

I wished I could be more like Georgia and go with the flow.

I’d learned to do that in some respects.

As a mom, I’d had to make adjustments on the fly.

Same when Dad had been in treatment. Best-laid plans had often gone out the window, so I ought to be able to do that with my love life, right? I mean my sex life.

Ugh. Maybe that’s what was really bothering me. I was starting to really like Zak. Really, really.

My phone dinged as I was helping a customer. I patiently waited until they’d decided on the appropriate cock ring and bagged it up for them.

“Have a good day.” I waved them out, then saw the text was from Roddie, telling me he was next door.

I’m hungry. Get me a scone?

Zak asked me to stay with Dale.

His exit is here.

*ex

“What?” I said aloud, to the empty store.