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The First and Only Night I Ever Spent With My Lover
What I learned from spending ten hours with him in Austin
My phone pinged with the familiar sound of his custom text tone and my body reacted with a sensual hum. I didn’t look at the message right away. He can wait, I thought. I’m not jumping in and answering in a snap like I did in the past.
Curiosity got the best of me though and I clicked on his message.
Hey. My work sent me to training in Austin and I’m here for 3 days. I miss you and I’m lonely. I’d love to see you again. Can you come and spend the night with me on Friday evening?
My heart thumped in my chest as I read this. His words tugged at a string he played so well. We’d only ever spent stolen moments together — never an overnight. This would be a first.
I didn’t respond right away. I needed time to think about this.
It’d been over a year since I’d seen him and many months since we last messaged each other. I can’t remember now what precipitated the break in communication, other than I think we determined the relationship couldn’t last. I didn’t believe I’d ever hear from him again. I moved on.
When I read the text, my head said, No way girl. Don’t do it. He hasn’t reached out in months and now this? He can…
