Page 9 of The Forever Rule

Blakely:

You know our phones have compasses on them. And GPS.

Me:

Yes, but I couldn’t look down when I was driving. And I couldn’t figure out the rental car. It was a thing.

Now I felt embarrassed, like an idiot for even saying anything. I ran a multi-million-dollar corporation and several businesses, and I couldn’t figure out a rental car. Or at least that one day had been a nightmare. I never showed weakness. That’s how people took advantage of you. But apparently it was easy to do so over a single chat where neither of you knew the other in real life.

Blakely:

No it’s okay. I’m the same way. I have to get into a meeting though, okay? Talk to you later?

Blakely:

Or not. Since we’re strangers.

I smiled then, typing right back.

Me:

Talk to you later.

But we didn’t, at least not that night. The next morning I was working, dealing with a thousand meetings and papers on my desk, and when the snow began to fall in earnest, I smiled and picked up my phone.

Me:

Well, it is indeed snowing.

Blakely:

Good thing I dressed in layers. I wonder what the weather will be like later today.

A few hours later, my phone buzzed.

Blakely:

It is 75 degrees outside. I do not understand this weather.

A few days later, I picked up the phone again when it buzzed.

Blakely:

Did you see that score last night?

Me:

Only a few glimpses of it. I didn’t see the last save.

Blakely:

The Avs are my team for a reason.

Me:

Well, brand loyalty helps. Although I used to be a Penguins fan as well.

Blakely:

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