Now that’s over.... home?

As I close Victoria’s front door, I look up and down the street hoping, a husband isn’t about to show up and see me leaving his house buttoning my belt with a hickey on my neck.

Once I see the coast is clear, I start walking back home and thinking; This has got to be because of that dream! First my surprise abs, now the lecturer I fancied calls me over for a booty call! This is insane. But in a VERY good way.

As I walk down the street with my hands in my pockets, I see a familiar face walking towards me on the footpath. Rebecca! My old high school crush! She must be out walking her dog.

Normally I would awkwardly pass her by, giving a slight smile with maybe a ‘hey’ thrown in for flavor, but with one look at me she will know exactly what I was up to! I have to hide before she sees me.

Luckily, Rebecca seems to be more distracted by her phone than what is ahead of her, and I can easily slip to the other side of the road to avoid that awkward meeting