Chapter 99
T hinking about my bathroom chat with Kate, I decide to call Kelsey during her lunch hour.
“Hello, stranger,” she answers, and I deserve the sass in her tone. Between Adam and my growing workload, I’ve been terrible at timely text replies and keeping up with her.
“I know. I’m the worst. How about you come to Chicago for the weekend? You haven’t seen my apartment yet.”
“Like tomorrow? Sorry, I already have plans. What about next Saturday?”
“Perfect!”
We briefly catch up before she has to return to work, and then Adam calls me.
“Hi,” I answer.
“Hey. I’m going on a little road show all next week.”
“Road show?”
“I need to shake some money trees and see some investors in person.”
“Okay. So, when are you leaving?”
“I’ll fly out Monday and come back on Friday or Saturday.”
“That’s the longest we’ll have ever been apart.”
“You’ll survive.” He says it in a tone I wasn’t expecting, almost scolding.
“Oh, will I?” I ask, injecting extra sass since I didn’t appreciate that tone.
“I’ll make it up to you when I get back. I promise.” There it is—his regular voice.
“So, sex marathon this weekend?”
He laughs. “How can I say no to that?”