I’ll be there in an hour!
I’m just about to set my phone down when it buzzes again.
ANNA:
Also… is it okay if I bring a plus one?
I grin.
ME:
Sure. As long as your plus one knows how to behave around soccer players while I’m working.
ANNA:
I’m sure they’ll be fine
I close my eyes for a second, and all I see is him—broad shoulders, sharp jaw, the quiet way he looks at me when he thinks I won’t notice. God help me, I can’t shake it. Which is why I need the opposite of Rogue right now. Something simple. Something safe. So I reach for Veil… and there it is. A message from @HalfWritten, sent early this morning.
@HalfWritten:
I hope you have a good weekend.
I’ve got a pretty busy one ahead, but please know I’ll be thinking of you.
The softest smile blooms on my face. God. How can someone I haven’t even met already make me feel like this?
I type back.
@OneLastLine:
Hey you.
I hope your weekend goes smoothly. I have a busy one myself as well, but I’ll get to spend somemuch-needed time with my sister, so I’m definitely looking forward to it.
I hit send, then those three bouncing dots appear. My stomach does a full somersault.
@HalfWritten:
You caught me at the right time.
Glad you’ll be doing something that makes you happy this weekend. I’ll be working through most of it, but… distractions aren’t always a bad thing.
I bite my bottom lip. My thumbs hover for a second before I reply.
@OneLastLine:
Hopefully thinking of me won’t betoomuch of a distraction… I hear I can be pretty hard to get out of your head.
The typing bubbles appear almost immediately.
@HalfWritten:
I’d say you’re impossible to get out of my head, but I think I kinda like it.
My cheeks heat, and something warm unfurls low in my chest, equal parts thrill and terror. God, if words on a screen can do this to me, what would the real thing feel like? Then the next message comes through.
@HalfWritten:
