CHAPTER TWELVE
Sunday dawned bright and fresh, chilly but not cold. I took Margot and Erik out for a late breakfast, despite knowing that she was almost obnoxiously ecstatic about my giving this thing with Drew another go. To be honest, it was more like I needed to distract myself than anything else.
Driving to Drew’s in the afternoon, after texting him that I was on my way, the mood I was in wasn’t the same as it had been the last time I’d driven here, and yet there were similarities. As before, I didn’t really know what Drew had in mind, and again I felt in the dark. Was he thinking we’d make that porn scene a reality? Or was he angry with me for calling things off? Both? Neither?
It wasn’t until I turned into his driveway at around half-past two that it occurred to me I should have c
