Lanie
I slowed my car down as the houses became larger and farther apart.
“This neighborhood is super nice,” I quietly said into the phone.
“Where did you expect him to live?” Erica responded.
I shrugged, though she couldn’t see me.
On her end, Matt’s muffled voice said something.
“What are you guys doing?” I asked.
“His friend has some house party tonight, so we might swing by that. Unless your new boyfriend wants us to come over and crash your dinner party.”
I smiled to myself, deciding not to correct her use of “boyfriend.” It had been three days since I woke up in a hotel bed with one of the most amazing men in the universe, and I’d spent every second since then burning to see him.
Gone was the belief that a couple of fun evenings would be enough. I wanted more from Andrew. Th
