Corrie shrugs. “It’s the only word I could think of that rhymes with ‘envy’.
I smirk and shake my head. “I’m gonna miss you guys.”
Maeve smiles. “It’s only for a week.”
Yes, one week.
That’s all I get.
Chapter Twenty-Two
TWO DAYS.
In two days, I’ll be in Copenhagen. I can’t quite believe this is all happening. Just a few months ago, my life was normal. Now I’m packing and jetting off to Europe to meet a gorgeous almost-stranger, and possibly… I can’t even go there. It all seems so surreal.
My phone pings again — another funny photo from Eli. This time, the banana is sitting on a boat. I laugh out loud. So far, Mrs. Banana has been seen cycling, browsing at a bookstore, eating a hotdog, and boating on the canal. She always wears the purple hat and the red heels.
No one makes me smile like you,I write.
He sends me a happy face.
Well, not quite true. My kids make me smile too. They’re pretty funny.
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They seem very sweet.
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Do you have a thing for red heels?
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Yep, you got me.
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Who makes you smile?
I watch the dots anxiously, curious.
You… Floyd, and my buddy, Trevor… he’s hilarious. Are you busy packing? he asks. Remember, lots of warm clothes. It’s still cold here.
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Yes, Sir. I’ve packed my sparkly scarf, fall jacket, gloves, and riding boots.
I’ve checked off my list, and I’m pretty sure I’ve got everything; casual clothing, pretty underwear, dresses, heels, and even…
I grab the black negligee, and rub the silky material between my fingers. Just the thought of wearing this for him arouses me. I’m suddenly feeling bold.
I video call him. I know exactly what I’m doing, and I also know that I probably shouldn’t be doing it.
“Hi,” he says. “It’s nice to see you.”
“I know,” I say. “We don’t video chat often.”
“And who’s to blame for that?!” he teases.
