Nothing from Andrés. All day. I know he’s been busy with work, but I was still hoping for something. Up until a few weeks ago, he’d send me several texts a day. I’ve gotten one this whole week, and that was after work when he asked what I wanted for dinner. But it’s only three-thirty, and he doesn’t get off work for another few hours. I got to clock out early because I finished my project ahead of schedule. I should probably use this extra time to study psychology, right?Ha, ha! I’m so funny!No. I’ve got another thing in mind. I’m thinking about hitting Victoria’s Secret for something sweet and sexy to wear for Andrés tonight. And just as I’m thinking bad thoughts, very bad thoughts like pleasuring him more with my mouth, I get a text from Pencil Dick. Ugh. I never thought I’d have to deal with Jackson after the breakup, and now it’s like bad breath deja vu all over again. My heart skips a beat when I read the text. He’s got Tyler and he wants me to join them.
