I was weak. Weak from my cold and the lack of sleep.
I've missed him, I admitted as much last week. And Bubbles corrected me and said, you don't miss J, you miss the idea of J. Even so it was nice to hear those beeps at 1:45am.
And I was feeling neglected. Sure, I heard from E over the past few days, but we've yet to set a date. And regardless of how things were left in Vegas, it is totally out of character that I didn't hear from Chris, that he didn't call or email to make sure I got home safely.
And so, when I leaned over my night stand to put another cough drop in my mouth and heard the beeps, I was lured.
"Hey"
I thought about it. Actually put the phone down, and then picked it back up. "Hey what?"
"Ha! Just wanted to say hi."
Okay, that seems innocent enough. "Hi. Are u drunk?"
"A little :) Is that ok?"
This can stay on the straight and narrow. I can do that. "Of course. Have one for me"
"Thanks baby. You doin ok?"
This one caused me to seriously pause. He doesn't call me baby, never has. I might get babe from him, but E calls me baby. "yea, just about to start the egg donor process. hoping to be preggo by feb?"
"that a girl, in nj with friends"
"have fun." And then this is where I should have ended up it, where I should have said good night. "Did you see my new tat. I posted a pic of it on FB"
"No! Tell, I'm turned on."
"Behave. I'll send a pic" And so I sent the same picture posted on FB, the same picture I've posted here.
"Where is it? We need to talk"
"Its on shoulder blade. Isn't it awesome"
"yes, very sexy...well done. we talking?"
"I got it in Vegas, and unless you're calling in the next 5 minutes, i need to go back to sleep"
The phone rang. An hour later, I hung up.
Annie: You didn't get "lured". Women never get lured. They're too strong and powerful for that. Now say it -- "I didn't get lured and I will take responsibility for my actions".
Millie: I didn't get lured and I will take responsibility for my actions.
Annie: That's better.
--Bull Durham
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