He’s fun to talk to.
I gotta get ready. I’m heading out with some friends.
Be safe. Call me if you needanything!
She didn’t text me back, and I frowned, hating the negative feeling I got from her message. It wasn’t her usual chipper self.
I don’t know what she thought would happen from me texting Damien, but whatever it was, it would not happen.
But there was a slight shake in my hand as I put his number into a new text box, and a dryness in my throat as I typed up my message.
Hey Damien, it’s Cadence. Did you leave a hoodie in the back of my car? It just magically appeared, and I have no idea whose it is.
Before I could lose my courage and rewrite the message sixteen times, I hit send
After setting my phone down on the counter, I walked to the large window in the living room and looked up into the darkening sky as the first stars appeared. Drumming my fingers along the sill, I tried to calm the edginess that filled me.
My phone rattled on the granite countertop as a message came through, and I had to force myself to move slowly. There was no way he had texted back that quickly. He was a busy person. A rockstar for crying out loud. He didn’t have time for small-town people like me.
I forced out a laugh when I saw a text from my mom.
Mom
Hey Sweetie. Just checking in. I love you bunches!
She didn’t know I was anxiously awaiting a message from someone, and her message had brought a genuine smile to my face.
I let out a calming breath as I typed back.
Love you too, Mom. Miss you.
I nearly threw my phone in surprise as it vibrated in my hand, Damien’s number displaying at the top.
Damien
My bad. Yeah, that’s mine.
It’s okay. I didn’t want to throw it away if it belonged to someone.
You’d toss away someone’s clothing that easily?
Heartless.
You’re one to talk. I might just throw it away on principle.
Haha. Now, now. Let’s not be too hasty.
I leaned over the counter on my elbows, giving him my full attention.
Wow, this sweatshirt must be worth a lot then. I should sell it on eBay and make a few bucks.
I doubt anyone would want it, but you could try.
Oh, really? Lead singer, Damien Walker of Rebel Rebellion’s very own used sweatshirt. Definitely worth a small fortune.
It even smells like you.
Haha
