Monday
I'm glad when the final lecture is finally over. Mondays are the busiest days ever. I check my phone as I exit the lecture hall and a text is awaiting me.
Come to the parking lot.
It's from Harry.
I'll be there in a few.
Hurry. Getting impatient over here.
Keep texting me then you won't be impatient no more.
What do you want me to text you?
What do I want Harry to say to me? I rake my brains for a moment.
Maybe say how much you missed me?
His reply is instant;
On a scale of one to ten, I'm at fifteen.
My heart skips two beats.
I don't believe you.
Are you calling me a liar?
What are you gonna do about it?
I could punish you.
What kind of punishment are we talking about here?
Leave it to me.
I cuss when the parking lot comes into view. I spot Harry's car and I s
