Page 23 of The Omega Archives: Part One

Biting my lip. I hesitated, but… for the first time. I really didwant.

What did I want? More.

Whether I should or not.

I typed back before I could question it.

Library, please.

Going on a date would possibly be the worst thing I could do, but for some reason the past few days instead of fear of going out at night with someone I hardly knew, I was starting to feel excited.

And well...

Cal: See you then, beautiful.

I felt beautiful.

My face heated.

“Is Ella Jones blushing?” Rita sat up and reached for the phone.

“Do not,” I warned her. “You already messed with me enough tonight.”

“I have to see who this is,” she insisted, leaning over my shoulder father. “It certainly isn’t me and I don’t think you have that many other numbers on this dinosaur of a phone. Who's Cal?”

Snatching my phone away from her. Certainly not, however, before she could see the messages with her super-fast reading eyes.

“Is that a guy, Ella? Are you seeing someone, and you didn’t tell me?”

“I’m not seeing anyone?” I said though it came out as more of a question. For someone as good as I was at keeping secrets, my lying still needed some work.

At least in front of Rita.

“Yet. You’re not seeing anyone yet. Oh my god,” she gasped. “Tell me.”

“Tell you what?”

“Everything. I need to know everything about this mysterious Cal.”

“I don’t know much yet,” I admitted.

“Why do I think that isn’t true?”

I bit the inside of my cheek.

Rita only waited patiently.

“I met him the other day after we had lunch together.”

“Does he work here?”

I shook my head.

“Ella Jones, are you dating a student?” she gaped.

“No, I am not.”

“Are you sure?”

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