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Chapter 16

Cruising. It’s too late.

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He’s tired of waiting for me to come around and frankly, I don’t blame him. No sex in a week—for someone like him? That’s a lifetime. Upstairs I brush paint across the windowsill angrily and try to ignore the way the sunlight winks off the water in his pool. See what you’ve missed?I tell myself. You could be with him right now. You could’ve caught him before he left and invited him in and he’d be loving you right now, not trolling for boys in town. How long has it been since you’ve been with anyone? Since you’ve gotten off with more than just your hand?

Sometime before noon, I hear an engine purr to a stop outside. Maybe he just went for groceries. Maybe he needed to get some things for the new place, maybe he wanted to buy a dog, maybe he just had to get out and think and he didn’t even bother to find someone to bring home—