Page 48 of Sweetheart
Me:Hey, you ready to unveil our couple status to the world?
His reply came a few seconds later.
Sam:I was born ready.
Me:So cheesy.
Sam:Would we call that cheesy…or adorable?
Me:Annnd now, he's calling himself adorable.
Sam:You're right. I preferyour word. Stunning. Let's go with that.
I swallowed then sent him another text to keep us on track.
Me:Okay, so here's the plan. Whenwe see each other, we have to make it good. Swoon factor at 100%. Heart-eyes, romance, all that. I don't know exactly what should happen. But you have to look really happy to see me and vice versa. Got that, Bishop?
Sam:I'm always happy to see you, Kent.
I smiled.
Me:See? That's thekindathing you should save for an audience. Very sweet.
Sam:I'm not sweet.
Me:Debatable.
Sam:And hey, I thought we were going to go with the flow.
Me:We will.
Sam:Am I allowed to kiss you?
My heart flipped as I read his last text.
Six little words.
One innocent question.
There was no reason the organ in my chest should respond at all.
But it did.
Despite this, I forced myself to relax.He justwanted clarification, and that was a good thing. Icould be nonchalant and cool too.
Me:If you want.
Sam:Ok. And just so you know, you can kiss me.
I swallowed.
Sam:If you want.
Good lord, he was sexyand sweet. A lethal combination.
I sent a thumbs-up in response, then felt like an idiot, and followed it with a heart—which I immediately wondered if I should've sent.
Too late now.
