Page 19 of Breakaway to You

I smiled. She was good at reading me. Even through text.

Zeke

Or maybe I’m just really tough, and ‘fairly mild’ is a perfect description.

4

Piper

Okay, tough guy, a 4 is something we might be able to work through.

We?

Piper

Just in case, I don’t want you driving right now. I’ll come to you. What’s your address?

She was making a house call? I’d figured she would tell me to put some ice on it and elevate it. It never even crossed my mind that she would come over to my place. The image of her in my apartment did funny things to my body, and I wasn’t sure her coming over here was a good idea.

Zeke

It’s my left knee, so driving should be fine. I can meet you at the arena.

Piper

No. I don’t want to risk you tweaking it until I know what we’re dealing with.

Okay, so I guessed she was coming over.

I typed out my address and sent it to her.

Piper

Be there in about ten minutes. Just stay off your knee until I get there.

Zeke

Yes, Ma’am.

Piper

It’s good that you’re getting used to taking orders from me.

There wasn’t an emoji that could showcase the mischievous glint I knew was in her eyes when she typed that. And I couldn’t decide if it was a good thing or bad thing that I was getting to know her so well.

Zeke

I like a woman who takes charge.

I wasn’t sure how she was going to take my text, so her quick reply surprised me.

Piper

And I like a man who listens.

I pictured her giving me a look that was equally challenging and haughty. Which only had me smiling and spurring me on.

My fingers flew across the screen before I had time to think about my response.

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