Chapter 6
We both agree that we don’t want to wait for the date, so Pete invites me to his home for dinner on Friday night. My flight lands at ten AM, but he tells me to come over at seven. That way, I have plenty of time to get home from the airport, call Mom, take a shower, and nap in my blessedly cool apartment.
When it’s time to get ready, I have a hard time deciding what to wear. The date is at his house, so something causal, but at the same time, I don’t want to show up in jeans and a T-shirt like I don’t care.
In the end, I settle for a pair of charcoal chinos that fit my ass so perfectly it’s almost like I had them tailored just for me. I pick a polo shirt in the same color and finish everything off with a light, lavender V-neck sweater. My beard is trimmed closely to my face, m
