Chapter 13
Daniel
Last night after we hung up the phone and she sent me her address, I just kept staring at her text message.
Darby
I hadn’t been this nervous or excited about a date in a long time, and it was just coffee. The last time that I had actually been on a date was in college when I met my ex-wife Kiara. We both attended Cornell University, I was a third year in vet school and she was a senior in Undergrad. We met at our summer frat party. One of my brothers was dating, and I mean that in the loosest sense of the word possible, one of her friends.
I wasn’t really interested in her at first, she flirted shamelessly the whole night and I had no intention of indulging her until I saw her rap along to Sugarhill Gang’s “Apache.” I figured any girl who knows her old-school hi
