Becker
Call me.
I just couldn’t do it.
I couldn’t keep my smile and kept on grinning.
My eyes kept attached to Amber’s number. When was the last time I got a girl’s number and I was so excited to call her and to talk about something? For the record, I never stored a woman’s number on my phone. Whenever they gave me their numbers, I would just throw away the paper. What should I talk about with Amber? What a man usually talked about when he was trying to hit on a woman? How a…phone s*x felt like? Had Amber ever done that?
“Did something good just happened to you?” Tiffany asked while approaching me.
“There is.” Showing my phone, “I got Amber’s number.”
“Wow. How did you get it? No, don’t tell me if you’re using your connection with the military guys like what those movies did.”
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