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the opposite direction.
    Lesley lives with two other roommates while I have my own little place a few streets away from her.
    We both prefer to live as close to the city center as possible, despite our limited financial resources. For her, that means she has to share her living space with others while I opted for a place of my own. A very small one, though. It is more of a studio than an actual apartment. I do have a separate bedroom, but it is so tiny that it only fits my bed and absolutely nothing else.
    I breathe in the chilly midnight air and try to gather my thoughts. What an unexpected turn of events. I haven’t felt my heart race like this in a long time. Despite the unusual nature of our secretive situation, I am quite certain that I will use that phone number to contact Cedric.
    Eventually. Not tomorrow, maybe not even this week. But at some point.
    I would be stupid not to. Even now, while I am walking alone through the freezing night, I am not shivering in the cold. I don’t even notice it. My cheeks are glowing, and my entire body is filled with an inexplicable warmth.
    Though, it might not be that peculiar.
    What keeps my blood boiling is the thought of him. Him looking at me, touching my hand. Examining me as if I was the most fascinating person on earth.
    And saying things that I can somewhat relate to.
    He said that he was good with people. That is a quality we definitely do not share. On the contrary. If anything, I would say that interacting with people, reading their emotions and knowing how to act in certain social settings is one of my greatest deficiencies.
    That was one of the reasons for me to choose programming and computer science in the first place. My job as a software developer does not require for me to interact with people. That part is left to the guys in our sales, marketing, and account managing department.
    I just spend all day behind my desk, alone in front of my computer. Sometimes, I don’t even show up at the office, because it doesn’t matter whether I write my programs from home or at my desk at work. It is ideal, really.
    But I do understand the feeling of being bored easily. Even though, for me it does not occur because I find people to easy to read and handle, but rather because I don’t understand what makes them tick. Why they are so easily excited about things. I have always envied people like Lesley for their ability to be enthusiastic.
    My emotional state equals a quiet lake while hers reminds me of the wild sea. The world is colorful and glittery to her – and miniscule to me.
    All the more reason to follow up on what has happened to me tonight. Cedric might be a twisted playboy who takes advantage of his fame. But he does promise some excitement in my otherwise dull life.
    And as long as I don’t get too attached and watch out for myself, there’s nothing that could go wrong with this.
    Right?
     

Chapter Eight
     
    The phone feels oddly heavy. It has been a while since I picked it up to make an important call. I hardly use it, because most of my communication with other people takes place via texting and social media platforms. I can’t even remember the last time I called my parents. Or anyone else for that matter.
    And especially not like this. For a date.
    “This is so 20 th century,” I whisper.
    I quietly curse him for not giving me a cell phone number or e-mail address. Aren’t those usually included on business cards?
    The card he gave me only shows his name and a landline number. Calling him is the only option.
    It has been almost a week since the show, and I still haven’t found the courage to dial the number. I have been sitting in my living room again and again, holding the card up to my face, phone in hand, determined that today would be the day.
    But it never was the day.
    Today might be different. It is a Friday night. I finished work early and went for a long run with Lesley. Over all these years, despite taking different routes job wise and not