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Josh
My eyes popped open at the sound of the phone buzzing on the nightstand. Damn, I had hoped to sleep late this morning. Rehearsals over the past week had been both exhausting and exhilarating and I wanted to spend Saturday morning in bed. I yawned, then fumbled for the phone and saw that two text messages had come in.
Bradley: I can’t wait to see you tonight. Been thinking about you.
Sneaky had talked me into calling him. We’d met for drinks at Barcode Thursday night after I got off of work. He was a nice guy, charming in fact, so I’d agreed to meet him for dinner tonight at a Vietnamese place in Carytown. I wasn’t sure how I felt about him since we’d just met, but since no warning bells had gone off I had given him a chance. Plus, it would keep Sneaky off my back.
Josh: I’m loo
