I nod. “I did, so we’ll see if he calls.”
“He will. I have no doubt.” She picks up her glass again. “I’m glad you had a good start to your night because organizing all of this is not going to be fun, so we should get started.”
I pick up my glass. “Lead the way.”
I got home from the Parkers’ house a little past midnight and am getting ready for bed when I get a text message from an unknown number.
Angel. That’s what I put you in my phone as.
I smile, knowing exactly who’s texting me, but surprised he’s texting me so late and so soon after we just met.
I text back, teasing him.
I thought I told you not to call me Angel.
Sorry. Not sorry. You’re an angel to me.
As I read his text, I can tell he’s sending me another one, so I wait for it before I reply.
Why did you have to leave tonight?
I work as a nanny. Their mom needed my help in organizing things after they went to bed.
A nanny, huh? I can see that.
I smile at his text. I’ve always wanted kids, and getting to help raise these little girls has only solidified that I can’t wait to have kids of my own.
How was the rest of your night?
Just hung with the guys. Wish you could have stayed. It wasn’t the same after you left.
What? You didn’t like the band that played after me?
No.
No one will ever beat your performance.
You’re sweet.
I mean it. You were really good up there.
Thank you.
When can I see you again?
Ha! You don’t play games, do you? Right to the point.
Never. Life is too short. Believe me, I see it firsthand.
I pause with my fingers over the keyboard and really take in his words. I’ve never really thought about how hard it would be to be a firefighter. The stuff they see and deal with on a daily basis must be crazy.
I pick up the girls from school tomorrow, but
I’m off by 7. What do you have in mind?
Let me take you out.
OK. Where?
