Shit.
He has a clean breakaway, and of course, he zooms up the ice and buries the puck into our empty net with ease.
The buzzer sounds.
Game over.
The only saving grace is that when I get back to Phoenix, I get to see Madison.
Man, I can’t fucking wait.
What a week!
First, there was all that drama with Easton and Claire, which has thankfully been cleared up. Then, a day later, I sold an eight-million-dollar house.Yay!That’ll be a nice commission. But best of all, the whole time Lennox has been gone, we’ve kept in touch by texting and talking on the phone.
Everything is so effortless with him. It’s amazing. I am really starting to like him a lot.
Not only is he hot, hot, hot, but he’s so fun to talk with. I feel like we can share so much. He just freaking gets it.
When I told him about selling that house, he was so amped for me. It was actually adorable.
He also seems to enjoy sharing info about his games—the good, the bad, just all of it. I want to hear it all too.
But now I’m getting kind of worried.
I love how we get along so beautifully, but I don’t want a real relationship with him. I’m just not ready to settle down in even a boyfriend-girlfriend sense, let alone something that could become more serious.
Yikes!
I like my freedom far too much. I’m into fun. I love that our meetups have been secretive and filled with sex. I just don’t want things to get all “heavy.”
It’s actually been a blessing that we’re keeping shit on thedown-low so Claire and Easton don’t find out. It sounds weird, but I’m happy Lennox can’t take me out on dates.
That would feel too relationship-like.
I can’t have that.
That’s it, decision made—it’s time to have a talk.
Since the guys got home from their road trip late last night, Lennox should be around.
I pick up my phone and shoot him a text.
ME: Hey, can I come over later?
LENNOX: Yeah, sure, absolutely. I was hoping to see you soon anyway. By the way, wear something sexy.
Oh, this is good. He’s clearly still focused on sex, not like he missed me or some shit.
ME: Oh, I will. But on a side note, there’s something I want to talk with you about.
LENNOX: Nothing bad, right?
ME: No, no, not at all. I think you’ll actually be on the same page anyway.
LENNOX: Okay, cool. Want to get here about nine?
ME: Perfect. See you then.
