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to make me feel better, but you weren’t there. It was awful. I think it’s best I just forget about this whole thing. He got what he wanted; now he can go fuck his way across town. Maybe I will too, now that I think of it.” My mind flashed back to nude picture from Dan the week before. Maybe the offer was still on the table?
    “Well, you do whatever you want, honey,” said Julian, “but I think you’re giving up too easy. You gotta let yourself be vulnerable to feel love, you know.”
    “Sure Julian. Good night.”
    I hung up and let myself fall face down on the bed. I could still smell Luke all over my sheets and it made me feel better, if only for a split second. I fell asleep like that, breathing him in, not caring that once that split second was over, being surrounded in his scent only made the pain worse.
    ***
    The next morning I woke feeling fresh as a daisy...until the memory of the night before hit me like a ton of bricks.
    I wasn’t sure what made me feel worse: the fact that he didn’t feel the same way as me, or the fact that I had reacted so dramatically. Looking back, what he said obviously hadn’t been meant to hurt me, and it wasn’t as though it came out of left field or anything. He probably didn’t even know I had feelings for him.
    Well, maybe he didn’t before, I thought, n ow that you freaked out all over him he probably figured it out.
    I liked to think of myself as pretty tough; someone who kept her shit together and let things roll off her back. I didn’t like all these wild emotions and this emerging vulnerability. Not one bit.
    “Fuck that!” I said aloud. I wasn’t interested in sitting around feeling sorry for myself. I grabbed my phone and sent a message to Dan.
    Been a while. Tonight?
    I pressed send and was about to toss the phone aside when it buzzed in my hand.
    That was fast, I thought, he must want it bad.
    Instead, I found a message from Luke.
    Hey, are we cool? You seemed kind of upset last night.
    My face reddened in humiliation. Great, my stupid meltdown had not gone unnoticed.
    Yeah, I’m just moody when I’m tired :) Have a great weekend!!!!
    I packed on the exclamation points in the hope that it would look extra cheerful. I threw the phone aside, determined not to let Luke’s message spoil my mood, and went to take a shower.
    The water felt great on my skin and I let it metaphorically wash away any bad feelings I had about the night before. I had some great sex, had a great orgasm, and helped a nervous dude get over his social handicap.  All good things; why not just leave it at that?
    My phone beeped: a message from Dan. I smiled to myself.
    You see that? Best way to get over somebody is to get under somebody.
    I was still smiling when I opened the text message, but stopped pretty quickly when I saw it.
    Sorry babe, I have a date.
    I threw my phone on the bed in disgust.
    “Whatever,” I said to the empty apartment, “Fuck everybody else. I can have fun alone.”
    I changed back into my sweats and grabbed my phone, ordering from my favourite Chinese takeout place. While I waited for the delivery guy, I passed the time deciding what movie to watch. I had just made my choice when the doorbell rang. The smell wafting from the bags of food made my mouth water and I paid the delivery guy quickly, excited to begin my feast.
    Before I even had a chance to put the food down, there was another knock at the door.
    Shit, I thought, did I not count out the tip correctly?
    I swung open the door, anxious to get this over with and get to my food, and found a serious looking Luke standing on my doorstep.
     
     

 
     
    CHAPTER NINE
     
    “Uh, hi,” I blurted out from behind my stack of Chinese food containers.
    “Hey. Are you having a party?” he asked.
    “No, this is just my supper,” I said.
    “Are you sure you don’t have people coming over? That’s a lot of food for one person.”
    “Look, fuck you OK?” I said, embarrassed and still recovering from the