I'm no stranger to a woman warming my bed.

Just like riding my bike, the freedom I get from deciding if one night should turn into two, or if a number should be deleted altogether, is thrilling.


I've never been dishonest about what my expectations are.

What's new for me is being the one ghosted.

So imagine my surprise when the girl who decided I wasn't enough shows up on my doorstep burdened with the consequences of her own lies and deceit.