She repeated the cycle twice before giving in and pulling up the keyboard to text.
‘Hey, so…’*Message Deleted*
‘Hey, would you be…’*Message Deleted*
‘Wanna go get tortured…”*Message Deleted*
Graham:
Hey, beautiful.
Fuck.
He must have seen the bubbles.
That meant he had their messages open too.
She couldn't help but feel a little smug at the realization.
Julia:
Hey
Graham:
I was just thinking aboutyou.
Julia:
I’m sure it was dirty.
Graham:
You are the filthiest girl I know.
Graham:
I was hoping to see you at the club before I headed out of town. I’ll have your car.
Julia:
Oh, I didn’t know it was done. Out of town?
Graham:
My friend needs some help with working on some excavation equipment. Big engine brings big money.
Graham:
Everything good?
Julia:
Perfect. I’ll be sure to tip you well for all yourhardwork on Betty. *winky-face*
Julia:
I can’t wait to see you.