“Yes, we can say that I’m far from resembling
a romantic comedy heroine.”
ZOE
I
go up to my room, my head about to explode. I rarely lose control of things,
but that’s what happens to me with Ian. I’m not so hypocritical as to not admit
that if I accepted his proposal, it is partly because I’m terribly attracted to
him.
I
sleep rather well, as one does when we know a pleasant thing awaits us the next
day, and it is with a smile that I begin my day. Ian’s call around ten a.m.
doesn’t disturb me. On the contrary, I can’t wait to see where this whole
arrangement will take us.
“Good
morning. Do you want me to pick you up? I imagine you should check out soon?”
His
voice and the prospect of living with him make me once again feel butterflies
dancing in my stomach.
“You
don’t h
