Chapter 15
Friday night came too fast. I wasn’t ready for another date with Connor, especially one he promised would be perfect.
He’d started texting me. With his radio show he was up early, like 4 am early, and worked from five until nine each morning on the air, then a few hours in the afternoon in the office, and sometimes on the weekends. His texts came in at random times because of his schedule, but we’d realized we were both off from nine to ten every morning. That was when he texted me the most.
On Friday morning Connor sent me a text that simply said, ‘Good morning.’
I replied in kind, and got another one that said, ‘Open your front door.’
I was still in my pajamas, not having taken a shower yet, and barely out of bed. Having Connor see me in my unwashed, knotted hair, threadb
