RoccoI woke up alone on Georgina’s couch.
Are you f*****g kidding me? Well, she can’t run too far this time, I’m in her house.
I was about to sit up and find my clothes, when I heard a toilet flush, then water running. Moments later, she walked through the living room door, wrapped up in a blanket.
“Hey you,” she whispered. “I didn’t mean to wake you.”
“You didn’t. Well, not really. I woke up because you weren’t here.”
“You thought I left you again, didn’t you?” She laughed.
“Thought crossed my mind.”
“Only place I’m going is upstairs, come on.” She grabbed my hand and pulled me off the couch. “Oh, wait, you might want to go ahead and reach into that back pocket of yours,” she winked at me.
“Oh, really? Is that right?”
“Yep, that’s right.”
I willingly obliged.
The next few weeks
