A breeze whips past, rustling the trees above us, mussing Seth’s light brown hair across his forehead and carrying that gorgeous fig cologne of his undermynose.
Yes. Yes, I most certainly am going in with thisangle.
‘What if we get divorced because I had never been with anyone else?’ I ask. ‘What if…’ I hold a finger in the air like a professor giving a lecture. ‘What if we have kids? And I get divorced! Think of the kids. The kids with no mum because she only ever slept withoneman.’
Seth shakes his head. ‘What are yousaying?’
I’m no longer sure. But I’m saying itanyway.
‘I’m… I’m saying… I’m just worried that I haven’t had enough experience. And that maybe… a… fling… mightbe…okay.’
‘Afling?’
I try to read his expression. To see if my ruthless shtick is working. But he’s giving nothing away. He’s just watching me veryintently.
I swallow, my mouth feeling a bit dry. ‘I’m going home in afewdays.’
‘Right.’
‘And then we’ll be entire continents apart, sotechnicallyit would never happenagain.’
‘Right.’
‘And then I could spend the rest of my life with Colin, knowing that I had… um, sowed mywildoats.’
‘Technically, this would be the kind thing to do. For Colin. And your futurechildren?’
‘Yes. Exactly. Not really cheating. Just… protecting against possible future doubts. For the, um,children.’
Seth’s eyes flick to my lips. ‘And we won’t ever see each other again after next week,’ hesays. ‘So…’
‘So…’Iadd.
And I don’t know who grabs who, but we are kissing again. And he is so clever at kissing that my body wants to climb atop his body and just cling to it like a koala onatree.
Holyheck.
Seth somehow manoeuvres us into a standing position and moves us towards the road, where his arm is frantically waving foracab.
Why aren’t any cabs stopping? I can’t hold out muchlonger!
Seth continues holding his hand out, but I’m not feeling quite sopatient.
‘OI!’ I yell, super aggressive like the elderly woman on the Upper West Side taught me. ‘OOOOIIIIIII!’ Immediately a cab comes to a screeching halt rightbesideus.
‘Nice!’ Seth says, impressed. ‘You’re definitely getting the hang of this whole New Yorkthing.’
‘Little bit,’ I say, closing the cab door behind us and planting my lips immediately backontohis.
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Text from Colin:Did you get the memes I sent? I didn’t hear back… Let me know and I can send more. There are so many good ones. Hope you are all right and everything is going well back home in Manchester. How is the weather there? Still very hot here in the land of oz!! Not as hot as youthough.Haha.
If the wholeengagement to Colin was a real thing, it would be off. I’d have dumped him. Sayonara Colin. Your sideburns are cute but our textual chemistry is lacking and oh mygoodnessSeth.
Man. Oh.Man.Seth.
