Sloane: I have you beat. 251 days. The little circles started to bounce around, then stopped before starting again. Wilder: Wasn’t your wedding date six months ago—a hundred and eighty days from when we met last month? That would be 220. Sloane: Yes. But we didn’t have sex for a month before the wedding. I was trying to make our wedding night special. Those dots started moving again, then stopped. Thirty seconds later, my phone rang. Wilder spoke before I could even say hello. “We are not doing that shit before our wedding.”
