Chronicles Of A Serial Dater - Book 2: A New Adult Romantic Comedy - Plot & Excerpts
Zach replied he’d gone up to the Yankees game, which, as a die-hard Mets fan, I gave him shit for. Just as I climbed out of the station into the marginally cooler air, I remembered Anette was working again tonight. So with a little skip in my tired step, I walked home, looking forward to a rare night by myself. I grabbed a slice of pizza on the way, ordering from my favorite Thai place on my phone as I ate. Don’t judge me. My food arrived only a few minutes after I stepped out of the shower. Feeling relaxed and happy, I cracked open a beer and settled in to catch up on my recorded shows. It was a special thing to have the apartment completely to myself, knowing I’d be alone for hours, but I simply couldn’t relax. Something was different. The phone on the armrest was like a siren calling to me. It was scary how addicting the app had gotten in such a short amount of time. At any given moment, there were dozens and dozens of men out there waiting to talk, meet, and if I felt brave enough, hook up.
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