I giggle, dropping my head to his shoulder. “Sorry. I have a lot of sayings that just slip out of my mouth sometimes.”
“Don’t be sorry. It’s cute.”
I grin as we stand there while the employee continues to ring up our purchases. He turns and checks out the random items they have for sale in the checkout aisle when the employee calls out the total.
He doesn’t hear him, so I tap his shoulder.
“Money, bitch.”
A loud laugh escapes his lips as he turns to me in shock. “Money, bitch?”
“Yeah,” I deadpan, trying not to crack a smile. “Pay the man.”
“Yes, ma’am.” He takes out his wallet and winks in my direction. Then he says to the employee, “This woman here has spent all my money today, so the credit card company may think it’s been stolen.”
He enters it into the machine, and a few seconds later, it saysApproved.
“See, we obviously haven’t spent enough if it’s still going through,” I tease.
“Oh, no. We’ve spent enough!”
The employee laughs as he hands us the receipt, and we say our goodbyes.
Once we load everything into the truck, we hop in, and he turns to me. “You are going to come help me put all this stuff away, right?”
I check the time. It’s six twenty. We’ve spent all day together, yet it feels like not much time has passed. I know Nolan is totally fine, staying at my sister’s a little longer since he begs to do that many nights anyway, so I figure,Why not?
“Sure. Why don’t we go get my car from the salon first so it’s not sitting there after everyone has gone home?”
We head to the salon, and I guide him to where I’m parked.
As I step out, I say over my shoulder, “I’ll just follow you, okay?”
“Yep, I’ll lead the way,” he responds with a simple grin covering his face, which is so pure and genuine—rare from people I meet nowadays, especially guys.
Getting my car had two motives behind it. One, to actually get my car, and two, to call my sister and gush about our day together.
Of course, she answers on the first ring. “I have been glued to my phone, waiting for your call.”
I stifle my laugh and pretend like it’s any other day. “Hello. How has Nolan been?”
“Um, no, sista. Spill it.”
I let out a breath of pure joy. “It’s really been a great day.”
“Yeah? Tell me more.”
I pull out of the parking space and follow him out of the lot. “We’ve spent the entire day together and bought a ton of stuff.”
“And …” she says, getting impatient with me.
“And … he’s really cool.”
“There it is! So, you like him?”
“I barely know him.”
“Yeah, but it’s going well so far. How did you end it?”
