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Freya

Hey, Xander! Good news—the salon is reopening earlier than expected. I was wondering if you were free tomorrow for that haircut?

Hi—nice to hear from you. Tomorrow should work, but probably not until late afternoon. What time were you thinking?

I can make any time after 2 work.

What’s the latest appointment you can do?

The spa closes at 5:30 so usually 4:30. But if you need to do later, I’m sure my boss won’t have a problem with me having you come later.

His mind had hit the gutter at her final words. Yes, he was an immature adolescent.

No, 4:30 works. I was hoping you’d join me after for dinner. Minus Daisy this time around. And not just ice cream.

At the time, her immediate reply had him grinning. Now, a day later, he was still smiling.

Count me in! Want me to make reservations somewhere here at the resort or were you thinking downtown?

Downtown. How does Monty’s sound?

Love that place! And it’s walking distance from my new apartment, so I’ll get to indulge in some drinks.

Yikes. That sounded awful. I’m not a lush. I promise. They just make these blue-raspberry lemon drops that are absolutely divine. But I tend to end up having at least one more than I should since they go down so easy.

Yup. Mind back in the gutter.

Holy crap. Disregard all that. I really need to stop nervous texting.

You’re absolutely fine. And your nervous texting is pretty damn cute.

And I mean that in the most polite, respectful non-creeper way possible.

Ha! Well, thanks. And trust me—I know creeper, and you’re as far from that as possible.

I’m glad you think so.

I’ll see you tomorrow at 4:30.

I’ll make sure they have your info at the front desk. Just check in there when you arrive and they’ll get you a pass.

But you probably already knew that considering the whole security consulting thing you do.

Holy crap. I’m doing it again. Erase.

And it’s still cute. No worries at all. Besides, if anyone should be nervous, it should be me. I’ve never had a fancy haircut before. I did mention that I usually cut my own hair, right?

Yes. The mere thought of that still hurts my heart. Not that your glaringly uneven haircut detracts from your looks at all or anything. Because you most definitely can pull off your lopsided do.

Holy. Crap.

I need to go put my phone down. No more nervous texting for me tonight...

Haha! Well, I still stand by my earlier statement. Your nervous texting is cute.

I’m looking forward to seeing you tomorrow. Have a good night, Freya.

You too.