Alex

I turned my attention to the girl.

What's your name, Jane?

She says, slowly, yours, Erica.

I said, in turn, just laugh a bit, and tell me something funny that happened while we walked to your apartment.

She did exactly that.

It's been so good to catch you in that way.

I pulled up my phone, prompting her to do the same.

I punched my number into her phone and called myself.

I immediately sent a text that said, "'Text me when you get home, just so I know.'"

We hugged once more, and this time she gave me a genuine smile.

I headed to my car, storing my few purchases inside the car.

I saw her pulling away before I even had the chance to start pumping the gas.

I watched the man in the car.

I had finished pumping my gas, but was pretending like I hadn't.

I wanted to see what he would do eventually.

He glanced at me and nodded, got out of his car, and unexpectedly began to fill his own tank.

Now that we'd had that all into action, it all felt a little too intimate, so I quickly returned to the safety of my old vehicle.

When I got into my car, my phone dinned with an intense message pulled up from my attention, and the man I forgot that this might happen this time I was mobbed.

to see that plain Jane had sent the same message as Jane No.

1 and Jane No.