Bedtime Stories

Wrong number

"Do you know what time is it?"I said with a sleepy voice to the one who called me at 2am.
"Yeah,it's 9am and I wait for an hour here for you. Where are you?" He said a little nervous
"Go home,you're drunk dude,let me sleep,I think you type the wrong number. It's fucking 2 am and tomorrow I had to catch a flight" I hung up and fall asleep again.
Next day I was in a plane,leaving Europe behind for New York. I had work to do at a gallery.
When I landed I saw that I have a text message from that number.
"I tried to call you to say I'm sorry,but your phone was closed. I guess you are in a plane. So,when you land give me a sign. J"
I didn't,I was hurrying to hotel then to work.
After two days...
My friend Terry leave me with and handsome guy while he talk at the phone. It was an awkward situation,and I start tapping a text message. When I pressed sent,his phone ring. He smiled,type something then my phone buzzed. We look at each other,showing our phone screen then burst into laugh. What was the chances?
I took Jared to see my gallery,alone. There,after a while he leaned over me and kissed my lips.
"I think faith bring us together. It was her game to type a single wrong number to call you. The truth is that I really like you"he said looking into my eyes.
"I like you too Jared,very much" I barely breath when he put his arms around me and pressing my lips with force.
Tonight we will spend the night in my hotel room...I need a little love. And maybe we will remain together,it never knows what tomorrow will bring.