Page 37 of Sext Me, Baby
And bc I feel this connection with you it doesn’t sit right that you’ve been paying to talk to me.
Sara:
Wow. This is the last thing I expected you to say.
If you’re sure…then yes, I’d really like that.
Operator 69:
Hold on.
503-555-3974: Hey, babygirl. ??
A huge grinspreads across my face and flutters kick up in my belly at the thought that this could actually be the start to something. I quickly add his number into my contacts and save it under his name.
Sara:
Hiya, handsome.
Ian:
I already feel freer. How about you?
Sara:
Agreed. It’s really nice seeing “Ian” instead of Operator 69.
Ian:
It’s really nice BEING Ian instead of Operator 69 ?? So tell me about your mission today.
Sara:
I was almost discovered red-handed. Or panties-handed, I guess.
Ian:
What do you mean?
Sara:
I’d just gotten back from taking them off in the bathroom when Will showed up.
I still had them balled up in my right hand as he sat across from me at my tiny table.
Ian:
The plot thickens.
Did he notice what you were holding?
Sara:
No, thank God.
But he probably thinks I’m weird because I did this awkward left-handed shake.
Then again, maybe not, because the guy was a relentless flirt.
