Chapter 20
HARLOW
9:58 p.m.
Harrison
Okay, there’s something wrong with me.
10:01 p.m.
Harlow
Oh no. Are you sick? Maybe the steak was too rare. (worried emoji)
10:05 p.m.
Harrison
No.
10:06 p.m.
Harrison
The house is too quiet now.
Gah. This man.
10:11 p.m.
Harrison
I know we need to slow this train down before it comes off the tracks. This weekend was a lot.
He’s right. But knowing I literally dumped all of my baggage in his lap, and he didn’t pretend to have a mysterious illness and send us all packing, gave me such hope. After the shit with Stewart, I just needed to pull the Band-Aid off and make sure Harrison knew exactly what he was getting into.
10:14 p.m.
Harlow
You’re right. I’m sorry I piled it on. But you made me happier than a clam at high tide. (laughing emoji) All of us.
10:16 p.m.
Harrison
I’m happy too. But relationships are hard enough. Even though everything went well, we can’t pretend this will be easy.
Jeez. Now that we’re gone, and the enormity of everything is coming clearer, he’s probably weirded out. Do I blame him?
10:21 p.m.
Harrison
I need to hit the hay. Morning is getting here way too quick.
10:23 p.m.
Harlow
Okay.
Man. Why do I feel sad all of a sudden?
10:25 p.m.
Harrison
I guess we need to have a real date soon so we can talk more.
10:28 p.m.
Harlow
I thought that was what non-dates were for?
10:31 p.m.
Harrison
Well, I’m not going to be able to have another date with you without wanting to play naked Twister. (fire emoji, eggplant emoji)
Oh my god. Yes, please.
10:34 p.m.
Harrison
I’ve got some things with work that might be making life even more complicated. But I want to make time for us. And the boys. Catch their baseball games and have them back over.
10:35 p.m.
Harlow
Oh, they’d love that!
10:39 p.m.
Harrison
Sweet dreams, Harlow. I miss you. See you in the morning.
10:41 p.m.
Harlow
Goodnight.
Putting my phone down on the nightstand, I stare up at the ceiling as snapshots of the weekend replay in my mind. Please don’t let this guy be too good to be true.