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Somewhere Else, Right Now
I took a deep breath. And then another. And a few more, just to be safe. I downed a shot of gin to ease my nerves. It was hardly my shot of choice, but it was all I had.
Quickly, I tried to figure out what I should be doing when she got here. Should I act like I was reading a book? Taking a nap? Staring out the window wistfully? No, no, I had to answer the door…I was being silly now. Overthinking things for sure.
There was a knock.
“C-coming!” I said, my voice breaking as I called out. Hopefully she didn’t actually hear me through the door.
I ran to the door and opened it. As always, she was stunning.
“Hello, Matthew,” she said in an almost sing-song voice. I adored that she used my full name. It was probably my second favorite thing that she called me.
“Hi Paige. Please, come in. I can get you some water if you’d like. Or juice. I have some gin…but that’s literally all the liquor I have for some reason. And…” I realized I was rambling. “Sorry. I’m nervous.”
“Nervous?” she asked with a smile, stepping into the apartment as I closed the door behind her. She had a rather large backpack with her, which she placed on the ground near the end of the couch. “You shouldn’t be. We’ve done this before.
“But…that was at your place, and we spent all day talking about it and…”
“You worry too much.” She laughed to herself. “It’s funny, you always sound so much more confident in your texts to me.”
I managed to smile through my bright red cheeks as I offered her a seat on the couch, which she accepted. I took a seat on the opposite end.
“We don’t have to, like, do anything,” I said. “If you don’t want.”
“You invited me to your apartment. You didn’t ask me to get a cup of coffee with you.” She batted her eyes at me. Or maybe I just imagined that.
“Well….”
“Come now, stop being so bashful. What was it you texted to me early this morning? Hold on, let me just pull that up.” She pulled her phone from her bag, quickly scrolling through it before her mischievous smile gave away that she had found exactly what it was she was looking for. “Ah yes, here it is. You said: ‘I just want you to use me. Make me your dirty little diaper baby.’”
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