Escape The Light

by A.R. Thomas

“Would you believe me if I told you I’ve gone from picking a woman up once a month to being unable to go a morning without moving meetings just to get you to myself?”

he snipes, yanking the drawer open again and yelling when it won't close. Rolling my eyes, I shift and face away from him, trying not to laugh.

nah this is so funny — he’s thirty-six?? yeah thirty-six m o n t h s