About Last Night

by Aimee Nicole Walker

I didn’t arrive in Savannah on a wing and a prayer. It was more like a Prius and a song.

Another flash of those dimples. “I have to answer another call, so I’m letting you off with a verbal warning.” “Oh, good,” I purred. “Oral is my favorite.”

“Christopher let me off with a warning after I ran a stop sign, and I asked him to marry me. I’m still awaiting his response.” Christopher turned his head and met my gaze. “And I told him it was rude to propose without at least buying me a steak dinner first.”

When Audrey would say, “You just haven’t met the right person yet,” my soul would cry out, “Yes, you have! It’s me! I’m right here!”

“Tinder is for people looking to find a mate. I’ve found mine,” Julian said with a wink. “I use Grindr to work out the kinks until you come to your senses. I mean, you haven’t exactly been celibate these past three years.”

I closed my eyes and started planning out my strategy. When it came to Julian, I was playing for keeps.