“Are you coming back now?” I ask him. “I’m almost there already. I’m driving like it’s the Grand Prix. Come stand at the window so I can see you as I pull up.” Impulsively, I unfasten the straps of my overalls and step out of them. I pull off my shirt and my underwear as well. Then I step up onto the window frame, completely nude, looking down at the street below. I see Cole’s black Tesla zoom up to the curb, stopping short with a jerk. He steps out, tall and lean, his long dark hair tossed back by the wind. He looks up at me. I press my palm against the glass, phone to my ear. “Fucking hell,”
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