FRANCIS
SUCH A PRUDE…
I snort out loud. A prude. If only he knew.
REMI
WHATEVER. LISTEN, ARE YOU FREE FOR BRUNCH? THERE’S SOMETHING I NEED TO TALK TO YOU ABOUT.
FRANCIS
FINALLY.
REMI
WHAT’S THAT SUPPOSED TO MEAN?
FRANCIS
COME ON, REMI. IT’S OBVIOUS.
ANYWAY, YEAH, I’M FREE. ANNE’S MEETING A FRIEND AND WON’T BE BACK TILL FOUR.
SCARLETT GREEN? IT’S NEAR MINE.
REMI
COULD WE DO SOMEWHERE A LITTLE MORE PRIVATE?
FRANCIS
RELAX. SCARLETT GREEN’S FINE. YOU CAN GRAB ONE OF THE BOOTHS IN THE BACK, IT’S QUIET THIS TIME OF DAY.
REMI
PERFECT. THANKS, MAN. SEE YOU SOON.
FRANCIS
NO PROBLEM, BRO. NOW, IF YOU’LL EXCUSE ME, I’M OFF TO WAKE ANNE UP… AND MAYBE DRAG HER INTO THE SHOWER.
Oh God.Classic Francis.
I shoot back one last reply before hopping onto the train:
REMI
OKAY, OKAY, I REALLY DIDN’T NEED TO KNOW THAT. ENJOY, YOU MENACE.
I shove my phone into my pocket and steel myself for a full day without Sebastian.
Baby…
The word echoes in my head, and just as the Tube doors slide shut, I catch myself grinning like an idiot, remembering the look on his face every time I call him that.
That mix of surprise, delight, and the faintest hint of pink in his cheeks.
Baby.
