Send Amanda a message

You don't even have to think about it, something in you is telling you to message her. You quickly begin typing out a message about how you need to meet her, how you desperately want to see her as soon as possible, how your life is incomplete without her... You're not sure why you're saying all of this, but it seems like the right thing to say. You quicky press send and excitedly wait for a reply. You scroll back up to look at her picture again. You still can't put your finger on it, but there is something just so alluring about her, your excitement to get her response builds as you stare at her eyes. You suddenly notice that she's sent you a response. You quickly read it.

"Excellent. I have your address, I'll be over shortly."

Your heart flutters as you read. You can't believe you're actually going to meet her, you can't believe she wants to meet you, you can't believe she's coming to your house!... That's when you remember, you're wife is downstairs. You can't have another woman coming over while your wife's home. You start to panic, rushing back to your computer to send her another message, but at the same time, something in you tells you not to worry about it, is it really that big of deal after all?