“I’m back! Do you have time to meet this week?” That’s exactly what I texted Mr. G as soon as I got back to New York from Boston. Well, not immediately. When I got off the bus I was greeted with pounding rain, and I refused to damage my phone by whipping it out during a torrential downpour. I have priorities, after all! Besides, I wanted to show Mr. G that even though I felt he was “The One,” I still had a busy social life. I was at nobody’s beck and call!
Well chicas, neither was Mr. G. Read the rest of The Hookup: Rain, Rain, Go Away!