Gus was lying on his bed trying to go back to sleep. It was nine in the f*****g morning and the image of Ally was already burning in his head. “Damn! The things that woman did to him”. He rolled over and reached for his phone, hovering over her contact number.
“She’s at work”. He reasoned “She´ll be busy”. He put the cellphone aside.
“Or... maybe she’s bored, and I can distract her”. He picked up the device again and shot her a message.
-Hi princess! How's work?- He typed. A few minutes passed, and he heard the distinct sound of an incoming text.
-Hey handsome! Slowly dying, stuck in a tedious morning meeting… What are you up to?
He smiled. He knew she was bored. An idea popped into his head.
-I'm going shopping for some groceries, hun. I’m cooking ribs tonight… Wanna drop by?
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