“I deleted the dating app because I met a guy,” I tell her, pausing to pull a loose t-shirt over my head.
My revelation is met with a long pause as I undo my jeans.
“Okay, so when, who, and why is this the first I’m hearing of it?”
I huff out a sigh, laced with anxiety and a small dash of guilt. “I didn’t want to get too excited about it,” I admit, tugging my jeans down and kicking them off.
I go through the whole story with Annie as I finish changinginto my lounging clothes, taking her through all of our interactions.
“And you’re the one who approached him,” she states out loud, and I can hear the amused approval in her voice. “I knew you had it in you.”
“Go me. Now what?”
“Now see where it leads. And if it leads nowhere, you’ve given yourself an experience, and next time you won’t be such a damn chicken.So… is he a good kisser?” she asks, switching gears.
“I don’t know. Probably. He looks like he would be.” With all that sexy confidence, pheromones, and that full looking bottom lip, hehasto be.
“I’m sorry, what?”
“We haven’t kissed.”
“You spent a day on a motorcycle where he was literally between your damn legs, and he hasn’t kissed you?”
“Just on the cheek.”
“Oh,” she pauses. “This changes things…”
No shit.
My heart finally starts beating again as I read the text over two more times. It was short and sweet, but still. I’m freaking reeling over the idea he was thinking of me at this moment.I need to get a grip,but I can’t ignore this, I have to text back. I’m not going to play games by leaving him hanging. I carefully consider what to say before deciding to go with answering him in the same tone with which he texted me.
Jack: I had fun with you today. Just wanted to say goodnight and I’ll talk to you soon.
My heart finally starts beating again as I read the text over two more times. It was short and sweet, but still. I’m freaking reeling over the idea he was thinking of me at this moment.I need to get a grip,but I can’t ignore this, I have to text back. I’m not going to play games by leaving him hanging. Icarefully consider what to say before deciding to go with answering him in the same tone he texted me.
Me: I had a really good time too. Goodnight
I set my phone down and try to get back into my book, but the words of his text are floating around my head and glowing like a neon sign.
9
MAYZIE
Like it’s done every time for the last two weeks when my phone rings, my stomach does cartwheels when I see it’s Jack.
Halting my typing, I sit back in my breakfast nook.
“Hey,” I greet warmly.
“You know what I haven’t done in a while?” he asks, giving an unexpected vibe to the conversation. “Kicked back with takeout and a movie.”
“Oh my gosh, that sounds perfect right now.I really need to wind down.”
“We’re doing it together then.” I inwardly squeal, just like I do every time he tells me he wants to spend time together. “Hey, we’ve never hung out in the evening before,” he says, realization in his voice.
“I know. You don’t turn into a werewolf do you?”
“Wanna find out?”