Wrong Text, Right Love by Claudia Burgoa

Wrong Text, Right Love by Claudia Burgoa

Author:Claudia Burgoa [Burgoa, Claudia]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Literally Alpaca Publications, LLC


Eighteen

Her

Friday June 19th

I’m on my way to my first blind date, set up by none other than my sister, Nyx. I wish she was around because, if things don’t go well, I don’t have my wing girl to save me from this. Since she has been traveling all week, we haven’t had the time to chat about this guy who she swears I’m going to love.

Fortunately, I am able to catch her on the phone right before I meet Elijah Doherty.

“Who is he again?” I ask Nyx, as I walk toward 16Th Street Mall.

“One of my clients,” she answers. “He is handsome, fun, and has a job.”

“Does he know who I am?” Ugh, that sounds like such a shallow question, but on my dating apps, every guy who knows who I am is asking me if we should meet at his apartment or get a hotel room.

She pauses for a couple of seconds. I try not to worry, but the silence makes me feel uneasy.

“Well, he knows you are my sister,” she explains.

“That makes sense,” I try to sound confident, but, in reality, this isn’t sitting well in the pit of my stomach. “I’m not sure why I agreed to this.”

“Because it’s either this guy or you keep browsing your apps where you can’t find shit,” she reminds me. “It’s one date, Persy. Give the guy a chance.”

“If I text you, you have to rescue me.”

“I’m in Miami,” she reminds me. “Besides, he’s my client. It’s going to be fine. Trust me. I’m sending you his picture so you can spot him fast.”

As soon as my phone buzzes, I check my texts, and the picture appears. Light brown hair, green eyes, and a handsome face. She’s right. The guy is good looking. When I arrive at the Hard Rock Café, I see him almost immediately. He’s not too tall, but he’s certainly a few inches taller than me. I don’t complain. He is lean and has a gentle smile.

“Elijah?” I ask, as I get closer to him.

I won’t lie, the location doesn’t thrill me. It’s a cool place, but too loud for a first date. I would’ve preferred something more intimate, where we could spend some time getting to know each other.

He wipes his hand on his slacks and extends it to me. “Hi, Persy,” he greets me, his voice carries some squeak to it. “You are more beautiful in person.”

“Thank you…” Should I say likewise?

I’m not sure why my sister showed him my picture. I mean, we look a lot alike. It’s easier to say, imagine a shorter, rounder, noisier version of myself.

“I’ve heard all your podcasts,” he states and releases a nervous laughter that makes my skin crawl.

My stomach is tied into knots when he gives me a flirty smile and says, “I got us a room at the Four Seasons. I hope you brought some of your toys along.”

I blink a couple of times, take a deep breath, and send a quick text to Nyx as we walk inside the restaurant.



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