Urban Cowgirl 2.2A

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A – Ashley

            “That sounds amazing,” I grin. “I’ve been meaning to go for ages but-“ I stop short.

            “But what?” Ben prompts. I was going to say that Peter never wanted to go to museums but I don’t want to say his name today. I don’t even want to think about him if I can help it.

            “But it’s hard to find the time with work,” I recover smoothly. It’s not completely a lie. “Speaking of work.” I grab my phone and call the office. My boss, Karen, doesn’t answer so I leave a voicemail explaining everything that happened last night. Karen’s a great boss and a genuinely nice person on top of that. I’m sure she’ll be understanding.

            “All squared away, then?” Ben asks

            “Yup.” I take another mouthwatering bite of the delicious breakfast, clearing my plate. I can’t remember the last time I ate a full plateful of anything. I’m tempted to ask Ben if he’d take a rain check on the museum and just stay here and cook for me all day.

            Instead, I do the dishes before taking a quick shower. If I’d known I’d be going out today, I would’ve packed cuter clothes. I tug on a pair of jeans and a deep green sweater that makes my boobs look bigger than they really are. My boots are still in the living room. Ben is ready and waiting for me when I step out of the guest room.

            “Ready when you are,” he grins. It’s sweet how excited he looks.

            The museum of modern art is only a few blocks from Monica’s place. Ben and I chat and joke as we walk. I can’t believe how easy he is to talk to. His sense of humor matches mine perfectly, which isn’t much of a surprise since Monica has the same sense of humor too.

“Two tickets, please,” he asks the person at the front desk when we arrive.

“You don’t have to buy mine,” I protest. I reach for my wallet but he puts his hand on my arm to stop me.

“You’re right, I don’t. But I’m going to.” His smile is so charming I could melt.

“Thank you.” I’m blushing. We stroll through the museum looking at astounding sculptures, photos, and paintings. In the center of one of the rooms is a pristine white toilet.

“Is this an exhibit or an architectural oversight?” Ben wonders. I snort, and immediately cover my mouth. I’m pretty sure it’s rude to laugh at the exhibits.   

After taking another turn through the exhibits, we stop at the museum’s cute little café for coffee.

“So, do you think you’re going to stay at Monica’s for another night?” Ben asks.

“Yes, I think I am,” I grin back.

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