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