_____Watching the flame of a candle struggling to survive, you sort through your feelings about Carla. Though this night started as a quest for pussy, you wonder if you want more. After all, weren't you a little jealous when you thought she was suddenly unavailable? The murky waters of sexual harassment have kept you from pursuing other office romances, are you willing to risk it now?
_____The waitress is coming back to your table with water and a plate of lemon wedges. "Are you waiting for someone named Carla?"
_____"Yeah." You scan the room expecting to see her.
_____Afro-girl pulls a folded piece of paper from her apron. "She just called and left this message for you."
_____If you weren't nervous before, you are now. Taking a deep breath, you open the note. Hi, Sweetie. I found myself falling asleep at the wheel, so I'm better off at home. I'd like to make it up to you by having you over for diner tomorrow night. Call me. You can't stop the smile from spreading across your face.
_____"I'm glad it's good news." The waitress is still hovering over you. "Would you still like to order?"
_____ "Yes, I'll have the grilled chicken." You read the note a few more times before tucking it in your pocket. Well, no sex tonight, but you can't help thinking that you've found something better.
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