Letters to Inmate 29901

Chapter 14

"Sex Lil. It's called SEX!" Sassi shouted. Knowingly full well, I get uncomfortable with that word.

"Yeah, we do sometimes. I mean, it can get boring just talking about 'how your day is going' like you do. That's lame. These guys wanna sext most of the time." She said, flipping her blonde hair to the side. I knew Sassi was a flirt, so I shouldn't actually be this surprised. 

I thought about Dimitri. Did he expect that from me, too?

"Nah ah, I'm keeping it straight PG. Thank you very much." I retorted, taking another swig of wine, holding the glass with both hands. Sassi looked at me with narrowed eyes.

"You wouldn't even know how," she said teasingly. 

I huffed and shrugged.

"Whatever. I'm totally fine with it. At least I'm not a slut like you." I remembered her ditching me that one night for a guy.

"Ouch!" she said, crossing over the table and playfully slapping me on my shoulder. We were having so much fun and I the wine was going down smoothly too. A bit too smoothly.

"Hey, why don't you try some perfume the next time you write to your inmate," she said, moving closer as if it was a top secret she was letting me in on.

"He has a name, you know. Dimitri. And what do you mean? "I asked moving closer, intrigued.

"Spray a little of your best perfume on your letters from now on. It will drive them crazy." She said with a knowing smile. I left it there, letting her words sink in with all this wine.

We were having a frisky debate on the matter when my phone beeped. Sassi was still defending herself when I stopped talking. I checked my phone and saw a message from an unknown number. I opened the message.

Hey Miss Clarke, have you decided about dinner yet? Clock is ticking. Looking forward to hearing your response. Arthur.

I gasped, staring at the screen.

Somehow, I placed Arthur's dinner date at the back of my mind. Thinking he might have forgotten about it or the moment we had three days ago somewhat happened in my imagination.

How the hell did he get my number, anyway?

My mind went into overdrive. Feeling of nervousness and excitement tangled within my stomach, causing butterflies that flew to my head, making my mind dizzy. The wine was in its full effect now and making these feelings on a hundred.

A thrilling tingle invaded my skin.

Sassi must have noticed my fluster. I didn't hear her speak or get up.

"Who's that?!... Dinner yet?... Who's Arthur?!" Sassi was over my shoulder, reading my message.

I abruptly hid my phone against my chest. "Gosh! Can't a girl have privacy?" I teased.

"Whose Arthur?" she said, beaming with glee.

"Remember, I mentioned him a few times. The guy that plays the cello from my quartet?" I answered.

Sassi looked surprised, carrying the widest grin on her face. "Oh yeah, the hottie blonde you into. Didn't you say he doesn't speak to you, though?" she said, raising a brow.

I narrowed my eyes. "Well, apparently he does now." I said smugly.

"I'm impressed. I'm glad you are getting out there and dating guys again. Hot guys you're interested in, mind you. I feel like a proud mama." She said brightly next to me.

I shrugged. "I didn't say I was going with him to dinner yet."

In one swift motion, Sassi grabbed the phone out of my hand and started typing as she dashed away from me to the living room. In a flash, I raced to her, trying to win my phone back. We both fought for it, my arms stretched out while she blocked it, typing WHAT EVER the HELL she was typing still.

My heart sank. "SASSI DON'T!" I pleaded.

"Done." She said, simply handing back my phone.

I dreaded to look down at it. My eyes popped open when I did.

Of course, we can have dinner. How about next weekend at 7pm? At Le Rouge?

She texted him. I couldn't believe it. My mouth was agape. I turned around to see her smugly drinking her wine.

"You'll thank me later Lil." She said, taking a gulp. I couldn't react. I was completely in shock.

My phone beeped.

Sassi ran to me.

"Oooooh, he replied." Sassi sang out. Our eyes were both glued to the phone screen.

Next weekend is a date.

***

I woke up groggy, with my mouth dry and a collossal headache. Disoriented, I remembered it was Saturday. Thank goodness. I couldn't remember how I got to my room. Grabbing my head, I looked at my alarm clock. It was already 10am. I reminded myself to not go past 2am in the morning with Sassi. I hated sleeping this late.

After I showered, I tossed on a checkered shirt and faded jeans. I headed to the kitchen. I grounded some fresh coffee. Hoping it will ease my pounding head. I remembered my conversation with Sassi last night, and her little involvement with Arthur's message. I shook my head. It still hadn't sunk in I have a date with Arthur next weekend. It was too early to feel butterflies fluttering in my stomach. So I was determined to take mind off it.

I thought about Dimitri instead. I inhaled my steaming hot coffee, breathing it for a second. Sat down at my desk and wrote my letter to him. I took Sassi's advice and sprayed a little of my favorite, Chanel No. 5 on it. I don't know why, but I felt naughty doing it.

A couple of months ago, who would have thought I would go out to dinner with a guy I fancied and slowly becoming acquainted with a prisoner at the same time. A small smile crept over my face.

I couldn't wait for Dimitri to smell it. Secretly wondering what his thoughts would be.

Is it true what Sassi said?

Would it drive him crazy?