Freedom Overdrive was operating completely under the radar. Until he popped up with something new, there was little I could do.
Except drive myself crazy staring at the signature.
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“Come over tonight and all will be revealed,” Hannah intoned cryptically.
“That sounds ominous,” I joked, clicking my pen open and closed.
“Dress nice. No jeans,” she instructed.
“Now I’m really intrigued.” What did she have planned? I loved that she was trying to do something nice for me, whatever it was.
“Be here no later than seven. No excuses,” she warned severely.
I quickly checked my calendar and was relieved to see that shouldn’t be a problem. Freedom Overdrive needed to lie low at least for another night. I wouldn’t let him ruin my plans.
“I’ll be there. Dressed nice. No jeans,” I said.
“Okay, see you then. I can’t wait,” she all but squealed, and I laughed.
“Me either.”
“I want us to have a good night after…”
She didn’t finish. She didn’t need to. I knew what she was referring to. Her mini freak-out at my apartment. Honestly, it had bothered me at the time. Mostly because I thought I had pushed her too hard too fast.
But with Hannah it was hard to go slow. I felt this need to make her mine. And quickly. Before she slipped away.
Why am I thinking like that? She’s not going anywhere.
“Hannah, the other night was amazing. You don’t need to do anything special because of it,” I assured her.
“I still feel so silly.” She sounded embarrassed.
“Don’t. Please. Things are great. Better than great. I’m glad you opened up to me and let me see what’s going on with you.”
“You’re too good to me, Mason.” Hannah sighed.
“Not good enough. I can always do better,” I joked, trying to lighten the mood.
“See you tonight, then.”
“Tonight,” I agreed.
I hung up and sat there, grinning like mad at nothing in particular. I didn’t even try to hide it.
I felt good.
Better than good.
I felt amazing.
And it was all because of Hannah.
“Why are you smiling like that?”
Madison’s voice had me instantly tense.
