Page 71 of Rumor Has It

Haircut.

--A plan.

Basically.

--Grand Coastal at one.

--You need a ride?

Sure.

--I gotcha!

Thank you.

--No worries.

--It’s handled.

--Now, get those girls.

I hope that’s in the plan.

But there’s so much still to say.

Maybe.

--Listen to your heart, follow it.

--DO NOT LISTEN TO YOUR COCK.

--HE’S ALWAYS WRONG.

--Well, not all the time.

SMH

You need help.

I do too.

No matter how hurt I am.

Or angry.

I still love her.

I want to be a part of their lives.

There it is, I’ve said it out loud. Well, kind of. I toss my phone on the bed with the roll of my eyes. “Total dork.” I smile all the way to the bathroom, while showering, and waiting on Riley to pick me up.

He pulls up, flipping me off. “C’mon, we’re late.”

“You’re late,” I say, opening the door and climbing. “I thought the military was taught to be on time?”

He smirks. “Dude, no one in the service has an ass like my wife’s.”

“Shocker!”