My stomach actually churns at the size of the thing.
Luna: Still no face?
Thor: You’re greedy, aren’t you?
Luna: Perhaps, a bit impatient. I just want to see you. I want to know that what I felt at the club was real.
Thor: Me too. I want to see you again. Take you out on a proper date. Or maybe just take you back to the club…and…
Luna: And what?
Thor: I’d tell you. But I don’t want to move too fast. I’d rather take my time with you and not tell you all of the things I’d want to do with you, after the appropriate amount of old fashioned courting, of course.
Luna: I’m glad you’re the old fashioned type
Thor: Pretty sure spankings were an old fashioned thing.
Luna: lol I’m dying here
Thor: I mean, once I have you, though…you’re mine. So I definitely shouldn’t tell you what I’ve been thinking about.
Luna: No, you shouldn’t.
Thor: Unless you really want to know. Because I could tell you what I’ve thought about doing to your beautiful body all week. But, you know, old fashioned courting.
Luna: Old fashioned courting. From the guy I met at the sex club.
My heart slams against my chest.The three dots move, then disappear, then move again.
Thor: So what do you like to do…when you’re not visiting Saturday clubs?
Luna: Honestly, I read, I work, and I garden. I’m a simple girl.
Thor: Where do you garden?
His next question is about books again. Then more music. Then travel. And somehow we end up talking about childhood dreams, worst dates, and favorite sandwiches.
We chat like that for hours.
By the end of it, I realize I haven’t thought about Keith all afternoon.
And I’m not sure if I should be proud of that, or ashamed.
Silly religious upbringing.
12
FAITH
“Yes, we’ve been texting,” I tell April over the phone the next day. She’s on speaker with her boyfriend, Morgan, and they’re both chiming in as we catch up. “It’s wild. I feel like he’s opened up a different part of me.”
“Like what?” April teases. “The sexual part?”
I laugh. “Oddly enough… no. We haven’t even talked much about sex.”
“She’s lying,” Morgan cuts in. “There’s no way you meet a guy at a sex club and don’t sext.”
“I swear! I mean, hedidsend me a really hot selfie…”
