After showering, my decision already made, I texted Brandon and said, If you want to come home for lunch I will have it warm and ready.

I stared at my phone for five minutes, waiting for a response that didn't come. It's funny how technology has made us expect a response in seconds instead of days or weeks.

I ended up doing housework and it wasn't another hour before he responded back that he would be coming home for lunch. His actual response was: I'm craving some homemade pie. I hope it will be fresh and warm.

Was he implying he was going to go down on me again? I...