“Hey it's Jenn! Did you get an inbox from Lori?”
Free stood at the bus stop and watched as her colleagues drove by in their foreign cars on the way to their luxury condos.
It was never really about the sex for Walter and Jahsmyne. They connected on a level that no one else would understand.
"The dash, a digi, the schedule is busy..." her phone rings out.
I'd never heard the word before, but I knew something wasn't right about my new love interest. We'd met many years ago in junior high, but had very little memories of one another. I was just recovering from a relationship with guy that wanted to party and spend his weekends and paychecks only doing so. Jared was a breath of fresh air—so I thought. We both had three daughters—his a lot younger than mine, but we all got along great. We went everywhere together, he and I. I met his family on our second date and was picking up his kids by the third. Of course, I thought things were moving a bit quickly, but it was my first real adult relationship and everything just seemed to flow. He texted and called everyday just to hear my voice. When video calling became a thing he would video chat just so he could have a look at me. I thought it was the cutest thing! Before the end of our first month dating he sent me a message: