He Could Be The One✔️

The phone, the phone is ringing

The next day, I woke up on the couch. I felt like I went on a bender, but it was because I devoured almost an entire cake. I need to work on my addiction to cake.

I turned on my phone and the minute that I did, it rang. What the hell?

"Hello?"

Kami?

"Dominick?"

Oh, thank god. I thought Justin gave me the wrong number last night. Someone yelled to stop calling because they didn't need a car warranty.

I facepalmed myself. I didn't know the number. We didn't exchange numbers, so I didn't program his number into my phone, along with his name.

Are you there?

"Yes, sorry, it was a rough night. I went on a cake bender," I sighed.

Oh. Hahahahahaha.

"That's not funny!"

Yes, it is. I could hear Dom laughing.

"Did you call to harass me about eating cake?"

Were you free for lunch?

"It's," I looked at my phone, "noon!"

Did you wake up?

"What? No."

You so did.

"Pft, no."

Uh-huh.

"I've been up for a while," I said casually.

Yeah, sure you were. Anyway, are you free for lunch?

"Well, it depends."

On?

"Are you going to leave in the middle of it?"

Yeah, about that. I am sorry. I promise one day to explain everything. I can't right now. So, are you free?

I sat there, thinking. Well, I do need to eat, and who knows, maybe last night was one of those things. I decided to go to lunch with Dom.

"Sure, why not?"

Great! See you in thirty minutes.

I gave Dom my address and hung up. I had to grab a shower and clean up this place. Shit. Where was Georgia when you needed her? Oh, that's right, probably being unholy with Justin.

I hurried up and cleaned up, then jumped in the shower. Here was the thing about Georgia and me. She was not as pure as the driven snow like dad and mom thought she was. I never even had my first kiss. Weird, right? Why the hell would I kiss someone if it wasn't special? Plus, if it sucked, then it screwed me because I would remember my first kiss was sucky.

I finished showering and quickly dressed. There was a knock at the door and as I was trying to put on my shorts. My foot got stuck, and I fell onto the floor, fantastic.

I scrambled into my shorts as I picked up a top. I took a whiff. Phew. I need to do laundry and clean my bedroom - note to self, do that later.

I searched for another shirt and finally found one as someone knocked again. Ugh, how does Georgia do this? She gets ready in no time flat. I'm a walking mess.

I threw my hair into a messy bun. I check the mirror - good enough.

I grabbed my shoes and put them on as I made my way to the door. I opened the door to see Dom standing there.