Not even slightly.
I hit send and the minute the message went through, nausea and excitement mixed in my stomach like a bad cocktail.
One minute.
Two.
Three.
My leg was bouncing nervously.
Kai…
My breath caught and I waited, my aching muscles coiled tight.
If I was there, you wouldn’t be sleeping.
And you need to be sleeping.
I swallowed hard as I read it once, twice, three times. It wasn't a rejection. Not even close.
kind of hard in a tiny-ass seat surrounded by smelly dudes
Aww, muffin. It’s so hard being you.
Don't mock me
You love it.
True
Goodnight, Kai.
Night. Miss you.
I stared at the words until my vision blurred around the edges.
God, I wanted her. Not just her body — though yes, obviously that too — but her. The whole terrifying, stubborn, brilliant mess of her.
None of this made sense; we didn't make sense, but it didn't matter. I was already imagining a life that wasn’t meant to be mine.
The bus lights dimmed and my phone buzzed once more. Surprised, I glanced down at the glowing display.
…Kai?
Yeah?
The three dots did their little dance.
Disappeared.
Appeared again.
I’m glad you ended up here.
I pressed my fist into my sternum because my chest physically hurt.
Me too. Night, Love
