Page 83 of PS: I Hate You
Maddie:In an Uber
Dom:That’s not home safe.
Dom:What’s the driver’s rating?
Dom:Screen shot their profile to me.
Maddie:I’m not doing that
Dom:Share your location with me.
Maddie:Oh my god
Maddie:I am at my building
Maddie:I am in my building
Dom:Thank you.
Maddie:I am in front of the elevator
Maddie:I am inside the elevator
Dom:I see what you’re doing.
Maddie:I am at floor 1
Maddie:Floor 2
Dom:Got it.
Maddie:Floor 3
Maddie:Floor 4
Dom:What floor do you live on?
Maddie:Floor 5
Maddie:That’s both where I live and where I am
Maddie:Halfway down the hall
Dom:Noted.
Maddie:In front of my door
Maddie:Key in the door
Dom:Maddie…are you talking dirty to me?
I trip over my threshold and almost drop my phone. The sleepiness that fogged my brain since halfway through the flight evaporates in response to the heat roaring under my skin.
But I refuse to let Dom know he shook me.
Maddie:You caught me
Maddie:Hope it was good for you