As she talks, I can’t help but glance over at him. He’s making himself at home on my sofa, moving around the striped pillows. He was so stand-offish at first. Understandable, since he thought I was standing him up…which I kind of was, totally inadvertently. Then there was the whole dildo debacle, which he was super cool about and hasn’t mentioned again. On the drive he seemed distant. He clearly didn’t want to talk, which suited me just fine. Especially since he’s got great taste in music.
