Noah groaned. The last message was from two hours ago.
Ramin probably thought he was a jerk. That Noah had just been taking advantage of him. And Noah couldn’t blame him. He’d left Ramin high and dry this morning. Unsatisfied. And then he’d ghosted him to run off with his family.
What else was Ramin supposed to think?
Crap. He hadn’t meant to. But he’d never had to juggle seeing someone with his family obligations.Washe seeing Ramin? Did Ramin want that?
Oh no. Had he already ruined it?
Please, please, please…
He had to explain. Had to apologize.
His thumbs were jittery as he tried to type out an acceptable response, but as he did, Ramin started texting again.
Noah’s heart leapt into his throat.
Ramin
Hey it’s coool i get it
Didnt mean to be all needy or whatever
It’s cool
I’m cool
Don’t worry about meeeee
I’m at a club!!!!!!
Enjoy the rest of your vacayyyy
Noah’s thumbs froze. That sounded like goodbye.
A very drunken goodbye.
Was Ramin… drunk texting him?
From aclub?
Shame filled Noah’s chest. He’d driven Ramin away. All because his phone wasn’t charged.
Ramin had given up on him.
It wasn’t fair. He was new at this. Well, notnewnew, but out of practice. He’d never had to juggle having a child with… well, whatever this was with Ramin. He was figuring it out. That didn’t mean he didn’t want Ramin. That didn’t mean he didn’t want Ramin to want him back.
He deserved a chance, didn’t he?
He had to find Ramin. Had to make him understand. This morning wasn’t some random hookup, and Ramin wasn’t some random guy. Ramin meant something to him. He wanted them to figure this out.
But how?
Noah
Where are you? Which club?
To Noah’s surprise, Ramin answered, though not the way he expected.
