this morning #381.

this morning, while he waited for his teenage daughter to finish fixing herself up in the bathroom, he scanned his plan for the day. the last tuesday of the month was always a time of promise. sure, up to now, the promise had been unfulfilled but the rush he got when he saw those legs had been enough. this time, he was dead set on taking the clear chemistry between he & cheryl from the nyc office to the next level. if he failed, he’d have to wait a whole month until she visited again. by rocking a brand-new suit & haircut, bringing her usual coffee order & starting conversations about everything he’d gleaned from her social media, he thought it was a done deal. it definitely wasn’t.