least he realized that he did something wrong. Most of these fools out here want even do that."
Justine pondered for a moment. "Maybe you should take a break from both of them. Take a look at your life and see who fits in better?"
"Maybe you should have another date night with them and see if you change your mind," Karen piped up.
"Or you could just dump them both and start again from scratch?" Hannah asked, "No one would blame you for trying everything over again."
"I don't know, Hannah, Richard seems like the better man..."
"But Robert is so affectionate! You can't find that in a guy anymore, since half the time they just wanna hit it."
"But Richard apologized to her. How many guys do you know do that?"
***
"If you're still torn about this, then I won't stop you from following your heart," Robert whispered, "I'll step away for a bit and let you think about what you really want."
"Are you sure?" she asked, worry beginning to coil in her gut, "What if I don't come back? Are you going to be ok?"
“I'm good." he interrupted her, his voice cold enough to make her flinch. He had never spoken to her in such a way. It scared her. His expression told her that he realized what she was thinking and he backed away from her.
"Let's just take some time off. Whatever you decide is your business and I don't want you to feel pressured by me to stay if you don't want to."
***
Rachel woke to her phone vibrating nonstop. She blinked to remove the blur over her eyes, blindly reaching for her cell to see if it was work. She didn't expect to hear a 'ping', letting her know that she had a new text message. She thumbed into her inbox and almost dropped her phone on the floor.
She had fifty-three messages, all from an unknown number. Rachel opened the first one, which had been sent around midnight the night before. "How the hell did I sleep through all of these?" she muttered, eyes scanning the text.
Got this number from a friend of yours. I just need to hear your voice again. Please call me- Rich
Rachel groaned, thumbing up through the rest of the messages. All of them were similar in content and all of them were from Richard. He needed to see her, he needed to hear her voice, he wanted to just spend the night with her one more time.
What had she been thinking last week? He was definitely not the kind of person that she wanted to date and it surprised her that it had taken him this long to show his true colors. She blocked his number when her phone buzzed again. She wasn't even going to humor him with a phone call to tell him to back off; he probably wouldn't have listened anyway. Rachel had a plan to end whatever obsession he had with her and the first was making sure he couldn't reach her by phone.
The next thing she did was booted up her computer. She reported Richard for harassment, making sure to put in screenshots of the emails she had been receiving over the past few months. She'd let the site moderators deal with the outcome, since she realized that she didn't need to go on the site anymore. Rachel deleted her profile on 'Love Hookups' and felt a weight lift off her shoulders. It had been an