Page 8 of Sweet Valentine

Noah: Long day?

Me: Yes, but some parts weren’t so bad.

Noah: I hope the good parts included me…

Me: Some of them, yes. ;)

Noah: Go out with me tomorrow.

Me: You don’t mess around, do you? Getting straight to the point.

Noah: I know what I want.

Me: And what about what I want?

Noah: What do you want?

Me: To know how the field trip went. You did promise.

Noah: I did. It was awesome. The kids had a great time and ate every single one of your cookies.

Me: Did you try any?

Noah: I tried, but there were none left.

Me: Well, I guess I better make you some so you don’t feel left out…

Noah: I would prefer a date.

Me: ;)

Noah: Is that a yes?

Me: Ask me again tomorrow.

Me: Night, Noah.

Noah: Night, sweetheart.

CHAPTER NINE

I wake up to a text from Noah, and I wonder if I’ll ever get the butterflies to stop fluttering around every time I think of him and the way his lips felt on mine.

Noah: Morning, beautiful.

Me: Morning.

Noah: You have my breakfast ready?

Me: Not yet.

Noah: Get going, woman, I’ll be there soon.

Me: With that attitude, I might just make you wait for it.

Noah: Sweetheart, I’ve been waiting for you for weeks, a few hours will be a piece of cake.

Me: You gonna ask again?