tomorrow. Is that not okay?
Me: No, that’s fine. I just wanted to know when to expect to see you.
Lee: Miss me already?
My body was telling me to be sweet and respond accordingly, but my bruised ego thought otherwise.
Me: I mean about picking me up to go get my car. You can’t possibly think I’ll just let you go without me. That’s my baby.
Lee: Then why did you give me the keys tonight? I think this is just an excuse to spend more time with me.
I hated that he could peg me so well, so quickly. It was annoying, really.
Me: Hardly. Why would I want to spend more time with you?
Lee: Because you like me.
This man. I don’t get him. He flirts, yet he denies me when I try to do something about it. Perhaps he was the cuckoo one.
Me: Says who?
Lee: Says your lips, and the way you were begging me to kiss you.
Yes, I did want to kiss him, but this is embarrassing. He knew I wanted to kiss him and yet he still rejected me. What kind of guy would do something so hateful? Asshole!
Me: I was not. You’re delusional.
Lee: So you didn’t want to kiss me then?
Me: You’re…
Lee: Awesome, handsome…sexy?
Me: An arrogant asshole.
Lee: Well, that was uncalled for.
Me: You’re right. That was uncalled for. I’m sorry.
Lee: Apology accepted.
Me: Let’s start over. Lee, would you please pick me up tomorrow so I can wait for my car at your shop while you work on it?
Lee: I don’t know. It could take days. Are you sure you want to spend that much time with me.
Sadly, I would gladly spend every second with him if I knew he cared for me that much. But I was no fool, I saw him recoil tonight.
Me: I trust it won’t take that long.
Lee: You never know. I charge per hour including parts and labor. I may just bleed you dry.
Me: Now who’s the hustler?
Lee: Good catch.
Me: Please, pretty please don’t hustle me. I’ve had an enormously shitty couple of weeks.
Lee: Oh come on. It would be funny.
Lee: I would never do that to you, you really can trust me Kat. I’m not a bad guy.
He asked for it and I was curious.
Me: Then why did you back away when I wanted to kiss you?
Lee: So you admit you tried to kiss me lol?
Me: Whatever. So what? You’re probably a shitty kisser anyway.
Lee: That’s not what other girls tell me. Not to toot my own horn or anything.
Me: Something tells me you don’t mind tooting your own horn. And how many girls have you kissed. Lip whore!
Lee: Enough to know I don’t suck, Dove.
Dammit. Why does he keep saying things like that? I hate it, but I love it. I hate him, but I don’t.
Me: …
Lee: Kathryn Dove, Are you at a loss for words? I am speechless.
Me: You’re a deflector.
Lee: I wasn’t deflecting, only stating the truth.
Me: That’s deflecting.
Lee: Why are you so worried about it? Does it matter that much to you?
Me: It doesn’t. I just wanted to make sure I hadn’t lost my touch.
Lee: Is that so?
Me: Of course. That, and I’ve never been shut down before I…
Lee: Assumed.
Me: Assumed what?
Lee: You assumed it had to do with the ALS.
Me: No.
Lee: Yes.
Me: Well, maybe.
Lee: Trust me, it had nothing to do with the ALS.
Me: Then what? Am I repulsive? Are you gay?
Lee: Definitely not gay.
Me: So, I repulse you? Is that what it is?
Lee: Far from, Dove.
Me: Then why???
Lee was getting under my skin in the most irritating way. I just wanted a simply answer and yet I wasn’t even sure why I was pushing so hard for an answer. The pause between texts was excruciating. Instead of waiting for a response, I tied up my hair into a lose knot, changed into simple boxers and an 80’s t-shirt, slipped on my leopard slippers and padded my way down the stairs and into the kitchen.
The house was dark leading me to believe
Me: No, that’s fine. I just wanted to know when to expect to see you.
Lee: Miss me already?
My body was telling me to be sweet and respond accordingly, but my bruised ego thought otherwise.
Me: I mean about picking me up to go get my car. You can’t possibly think I’ll just let you go without me. That’s my baby.
Lee: Then why did you give me the keys tonight? I think this is just an excuse to spend more time with me.
I hated that he could peg me so well, so quickly. It was annoying, really.
Me: Hardly. Why would I want to spend more time with you?
Lee: Because you like me.
This man. I don’t get him. He flirts, yet he denies me when I try to do something about it. Perhaps he was the cuckoo one.
Me: Says who?
Lee: Says your lips, and the way you were begging me to kiss you.
Yes, I did want to kiss him, but this is embarrassing. He knew I wanted to kiss him and yet he still rejected me. What kind of guy would do something so hateful? Asshole!
Me: I was not. You’re delusional.
Lee: So you didn’t want to kiss me then?
Me: You’re…
Lee: Awesome, handsome…sexy?
Me: An arrogant asshole.
Lee: Well, that was uncalled for.
Me: You’re right. That was uncalled for. I’m sorry.
Lee: Apology accepted.
Me: Let’s start over. Lee, would you please pick me up tomorrow so I can wait for my car at your shop while you work on it?
Lee: I don’t know. It could take days. Are you sure you want to spend that much time with me.
Sadly, I would gladly spend every second with him if I knew he cared for me that much. But I was no fool, I saw him recoil tonight.
Me: I trust it won’t take that long.
Lee: You never know. I charge per hour including parts and labor. I may just bleed you dry.
Me: Now who’s the hustler?
Lee: Good catch.
Me: Please, pretty please don’t hustle me. I’ve had an enormously shitty couple of weeks.
Lee: Oh come on. It would be funny.
Lee: I would never do that to you, you really can trust me Kat. I’m not a bad guy.
He asked for it and I was curious.
Me: Then why did you back away when I wanted to kiss you?
Lee: So you admit you tried to kiss me lol?
Me: Whatever. So what? You’re probably a shitty kisser anyway.
Lee: That’s not what other girls tell me. Not to toot my own horn or anything.
Me: Something tells me you don’t mind tooting your own horn. And how many girls have you kissed. Lip whore!
Lee: Enough to know I don’t suck, Dove.
Dammit. Why does he keep saying things like that? I hate it, but I love it. I hate him, but I don’t.
Me: …
Lee: Kathryn Dove, Are you at a loss for words? I am speechless.
Me: You’re a deflector.
Lee: I wasn’t deflecting, only stating the truth.
Me: That’s deflecting.
Lee: Why are you so worried about it? Does it matter that much to you?
Me: It doesn’t. I just wanted to make sure I hadn’t lost my touch.
Lee: Is that so?
Me: Of course. That, and I’ve never been shut down before I…
Lee: Assumed.
Me: Assumed what?
Lee: You assumed it had to do with the ALS.
Me: No.
Lee: Yes.
Me: Well, maybe.
Lee: Trust me, it had nothing to do with the ALS.
Me: Then what? Am I repulsive? Are you gay?
Lee: Definitely not gay.
Me: So, I repulse you? Is that what it is?
Lee: Far from, Dove.
Me: Then why???
Lee was getting under my skin in the most irritating way. I just wanted a simply answer and yet I wasn’t even sure why I was pushing so hard for an answer. The pause between texts was excruciating. Instead of waiting for a response, I tied up my hair into a lose knot, changed into simple boxers and an 80’s t-shirt, slipped on my leopard slippers and padded my way down the stairs and into the kitchen.
The house was dark leading me to believe
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