Hey, it’s Scott, he started, since he wasn’t sure Charlie had ever gotten his number in exchange.Just wanted to say good morning. I know it’s almost afternoon, before you say anything. I was in class.
He sent it before he could re-read it and start editing it to death, nerves making his stomach tight. This would tell him how serious Charlie was about him, and hopefully make a lot of things clearer.
Good morning to you,Charlie sent back.
Scott grinned down at his phone. Maybe Charlie was serious after all.
Chapter Nineteen
Charlie grinned to himself as Scott’s second text came in, his stomach flipping over as he read it. It was a good thing the library was quiet today, or everyone would have known he was excited over something.
It had been a long time since he’d felt this good about talking to someone. Scott made him so happy that he couldn’t contain it. Everything about him seemed so wonderful, and Charlie could feel Scott opening up and coming to terms with the fact that he maybe had feelings for him.
It was exciting to be a part of it. Watching Scott discover himself was amazing.
I think we should go on an official date. Tonight.
Charlie read the text over and over, barely stopping himself from squealing out loud. Scott wanted to go on a date with him.
They’d been on several dates already, as far as Charlie was concerned, but this time they werecallingit that. It was a huge step for both of them.
I’d love that, Charlie responded.Where are we going?
It’s a secret,Scott texted back.I’ll pick you up at eight?
Charlie couldn’t agree fast enough, his fingers mashing the on-screen keyboard so badly that even autocorrect couldn’t work out what he’d been trying to say. He deleted the mess of letters he’d ended up with to try again.
I’ll be ready. How do I dress?
Comfortably.
Comfortably sounded promising. Scott didn’t seem like the candlelit dinner type, and Charlie definitely wasn’t. One of his favorite dates ever had been roller skating.
Especially because he was a terrible roller skater and he’d ended up falling on top of his date a lot. The sex afterward had been amazing, even if he’d been covered in bruises the next day. Mostly from the falls.
“You’reglowing.”
Charlie looked up to see his mom approaching the desk, carrying a plastic food container. She brought him lunch sometimes, since it was only a five-minute walk to the library from home.
Charlie blushed, looking down at his phone again. It would have been weird to hug it, but he still had the urge to.
He was so excited he felt like his heart was in danger of actually bursting.
“Am I?” he asked, trying to keep his voice even. His mom would tease him endlessly about having a new boyfriend.
“You are,” she insisted. “Is it because of the handsome boy with the dog? I like him.”
Unfortunately for Charlie, his mom knew him too well. There was no way he could lie his way out of this. “His name is Scott, and he wants to go on a date tonight.”
“So I shouldn’t wait up for you?” Mrs. Jules raised an eyebrow.
“You haven’t waited up for me in years,” Charlie said.
“Not so you could see,” she responded. “Where are you going?”
“I have no idea.” Charlie shrugged. “I’ve been told to dress comfortably and that he’ll pick me up at eight.”
His mom nodded thoughtfully. “Sounds exciting. Do you want to eat early tonight, or will you have dinner out?”
