The older gentleman walked away as the doors closed. We took the elevator to the fifth floor and headed for our apartment. Mrs. Cohen’s dog barked hello through the door as we passed. Dylan unlocked our door and took off his shoes as soon as he was inside. “Want to go out tonight? Maybe find someone to hook up with?” he asked.
The thought of going out on Valentine’s Day didn’t sound appealing. “Not really. I’d rather order in and watch a movie or something.”
“Ortiz was talking about hitting up the taco truck near campus for dinner. I can bring you back something if you want.”
My stomach growled at the thought of the carne asada tacos with the salsa verde I could bathe in. “Yeah, grab me my usual.”
“Cool.”
He headed for his room while I went to mine where I changed out of my jeans and into joggers to get more comfortable. Lying on my bed, I started scrolling through TheLoop, stopping on a post Faye had posted five minutes ago. The caption read:Galentine with my bestie,with a line of hearts and a cupcake.
In a boomerang-style clip, the pair blew kisses at the camera.
I watched it again, my finger itching to tap the like button, but I didn’t. I never did. I opened our thread and let my eyes linger on the last exchange from eight months ago. I hesitated for a beat, then started to type:
Happy Valentine’s Day. Red suits you
To my surprise, I saw that she read the DM right away, and then she started typing.
Compliments from LA. Bold move for a guy who heard no last time
I remember the no. I also remember the 4th
That was a good night. Where’s Dylan btw?
Getting us tacos
Aw, are you having your own Palentine?
Palentine? Is that what it’s called?
Yeah
Then I guess we are but we don’t look as good as you and Morgan do
Oh? What are you wearing?
My eyes widened at her unexpected question, and I smiled as I texted back:
Gray joggers
Of course you are
What’s wrong with that?
Nothing’s wrong with it. It’s actually pretty sexy
Smiling wider, I replied:
You think I’m sexy?
It took her a full minute to answer:
Do you think I would have slept with you if I didn’t?
Then why did you turn me down when I messaged you before?
Because I can’t let you think I’d just spread my legs for you whenever you want
