thirty nine
it rang anew every few minutes .
i kept my butt planted on the terrace . the fixed ass solution was proving an effective strategy for hobbling the urge to chug chilled vodka , that night the process took about ten minutes , and more willpower than i considered ideal .
i spent most of that interlude musing on sam's provocative suggestion that i needed to be more honest with myself about what i had been risking with ottavia and amy . the whole time , some primeval part of my brain kept insisting that the introspection could be better accomplished with increased levels of ethyl alcohol circulating in my blood .
i covered a lot of ground during my musing , but i reached no conclusion other than that laurence and i had aot of work to do when ashe got home from europe . in the meantime , i had to find a way to deal with my temptations . all ofthem.
when i finally felt it was safe to go back inside the condo , i switched off the ringer on merideth's landline .
i indulged in one more long shower .it was a sybaritic , not a hygienic , act . all those heads . i was aware it was a less than ideal substitution for the cocktail - in its broadest denotation - that i had not alone afterward .
i found some spare bedding in the linen closet and gotready convert the long part of the sleek sectional sofa in the living room into a makeshift bed . i knew exactly how the bed in merideth's bedroom would feel - the perfect mattress would be encased in linens so soft i would swear the threads gad been spun from clouds , but i was determined not to spend a night with any of merideth's pheromones banging around like pinballs in my brain .
aight rapping sound distracted me from the bedmaking , i paused and listened . the sound wasd repewated five seconds later . i threw down the sheeyts and checked the peephole .
a young woman . red eyes .
carmel .
it turned out i did recognize .
it rang anew every few minutes .
i kept my butt planted on the terrace . the fixed ass solution was proving an effective strategy for hobbling the urge to chug chilled vodka , that night the process took about ten minutes , and more willpower than i considered ideal .
i spent most of that interlude musing on sam's provocative suggestion that i needed to be more honest with myself about what i had been risking with ottavia and amy . the whole time , some primeval part of my brain kept insisting that the introspection could be better accomplished with increased levels of ethyl alcohol circulating in my blood .
i covered a lot of ground during my musing , but i reached no conclusion other than that laurence and i had aot of work to do when ashe got home from europe . in the meantime , i had to find a way to deal with my temptations . all ofthem.
when i finally felt it was safe to go back inside the condo , i switched off the ringer on merideth's landline .
i indulged in one more long shower .it was a sybaritic , not a hygienic , act . all those heads . i was aware it was a less than ideal substitution for the cocktail - in its broadest denotation - that i had not alone afterward .
i found some spare bedding in the linen closet and gotready convert the long part of the sleek sectional sofa in the living room into a makeshift bed . i knew exactly how the bed in merideth's bedroom would feel - the perfect mattress would be encased in linens so soft i would swear the threads gad been spun from clouds , but i was determined not to spend a night with any of merideth's pheromones banging around like pinballs in my brain .
aight rapping sound distracted me from the bedmaking , i paused and listened . the sound wasd repewated five seconds later . i threw down the sheeyts and checked the peephole .
a young woman . red eyes .
carmel .
it turned out i did recognize .
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