Fury: Did you kick ass at boxing tonight?
Me: More like it kicked my ass.
Fury: I need to see this class one day.
Me: It’s sweaty and a lot of grunting. I assure you it’s not pretty.
Fury: Those are two things that would look good on you, princess.
Me: How’s Noah tonight? Still in your bed?
Fury: I had a win tonight. He’s in his own bed.
Me: That is a win!
Fury: That plant still alive?
Me: *adds another tick to “asshole” column* Yes, but at this point, you may never have the chance to get in my apartment and see it for yourself.
Fury: You need to rethink shit if you think I’m never getting in your apartment again. That shit is happening Friday.
Me: You’re extremely confident about that.
Fury: There’s not much I’m confident about in life, but I am about you.
Me: Really?
Fury: Really.
Me: Goodnight, Fury xx
Fury: Night.
Fury: I have the night off. You sure you’re busy tonight?
Me: I’m sure. Holly and I have girl-time scheduled.
Fury: Whatever you have planned, I can beat.
Me: Oh I bet you could, but girl-time is sacred.
Fury: Fuck, woman, you know how to keep a man waiting.
Me: So you’re still on board for tomorrow night?
Fury: There’s not one thing that would get me off board. I’ll pick you up from work.
Me: Umm, I have to get changed before our date. That could take some time. Maybe just come over later.
Fury: No. I’ll pick you up. I’ll wait for you to get changed.
Me: Well when I say get changed, I mean hair and make-up too. Just so you know.
Fury: I’ll see you at five.
I smooth my dress and take a deep breath. My tummy is full of butterflies like it never has been. First dates are always a time for nerves, but this is a whole other level. This is my first date with Fury. And while we already know each other, this is us getting to know the other in a new, different way.
I chose a long-sleeved little black dress that hits me midthigh. The neckline is high, so it won’t give Fury a hint of skin there, but he’ll have all the skin in the world to look at when it comes to my legs.