Chapter 15

Anyway, today has been interesting. We spend it at his place, a nice two-room apartment in the East Village. It’s the first time I’m there and so, when we arrive, I stand in the entrance for a moment because, after the kiss and the realization that we’re beginning a relationship, I feel like I’m entering the lion’s den. Not that he’s the one with claws.

But Sean has a perfect argument to convince me to enter: he envelopes me in a wet and swirling kiss, definitely a lot less chaste than the one we shared the night of our first and last date, and well, at that point, I can’t stay in the doorway, right?

And so, once I overcome my initial hesitance, we eat, chat—he chats, I mostly listen—and we survive Charlie’s shrieks when she calls to ask what I’m doing and with whom. When she hears I’m with Sean, her scream virtually breaks our crystal glasses.