“How’s your ankle doing?”
“Better! Thank you.”
“I hope you’re home resting.”
“Actually I’m at work. I couldn’t be absent. But I’ll go away a few hours earlier.”
“Jules, I told you to rest.”
“I know... but I really couldn’t take the day off...”
“Alright! Listen... are you free tonight?”
“What?” I asked... Was he asking me out?
“Josh has a bachelor’s party and he will be back really late. I have the house to myself so... I thought that we could... I mean...”
“Oh,” I said a bit disappointed. Not that the idea of doing it with him didn’t attract me, but a small part of me hoped that sooner or later he would have asked me to go out like all the normal people.
“If you don’t want to there’s no problem...”
“No, no... I want to... but didn’t you say that I have to rest my ankle?”
“It’s
