Lola
Why get my hopes up? Last date night, Nathan made me cry at an expensive restaurant. They asked us to leave, and he got even more upset. Moody as usual and drunk, of course, taking it out on me. s*x that night wasn’t on the menu as we argued back home. He managed to convince me anyway, which was horrible.
Shaking that too out of my mind, I chose my outfit for tomorrow. If I wear something nice, it will be a good night. Is it too much to ask for a dinner I don’t have to cook or have a date where he doesn’t get drunk?
I take a bath to relax for once. I can’t remember the last time I had a long soak and read. It’s one of my favorite things, but I’m constantly interrupted or unable to do this peacefully.
I finished an excellent steamy chapter and am now ready to unwind. I close my eye
