Finding one girl on a planet of billions wasn’t easy… even for a man with Henry’s resources. I’d let tonight play out however it was meant to, according to Helen’s wishes. Second, I liked Tara—she was cool, funny, and easy to talk to. I’d put up with Bobbi’s shit for a long time, and I was still holding onto some resentment for her. “You’re here!” She squealed as she attempted to squish us even tighter together. I don’t know if I could have handled it if something worse happened to you.”
More silence… then she said, “Thank you.” Then she hung up the phone. “Morning, sir,” she said in that musical Australian accent. I fell against the side of the bed and into Helen’s awaiting arms—she still lay on her stomach at the edge of the bed. “Didn’t expect you up so early.”
“Me either,” Erin said. “Lucky,” I said, launching forward and sweeping her into my arms as I stood up. Friday 6:42 am
Maybe the foursome with Erin, Helen, and Bobbi had energized me.
