Page 17 of Catching the Coach
“Ooo, what is this?” I ask excitedly, hoping they’re for me. I could definitely use the caffeine this morning. I haven’t had a decent night’s sleep since everything that transpired. The Silverbacks flew out yesterday for their away games, so at least I don’t have to worry about Kessler popping up somewhere unexpectedly. I still haven’t contacted him about a date, and I’m not sure I’m going to. Kara keeps telling me not to let my past dictate my future. It’s not like I’m not over what happened 11 years ago.
I am.
I just don’t date. My life is good the way it is, I don’t need someone coming in and messing everything up.
“These were just delivered, for you,” she says, setting the box and coffee on my desk.
“Delivered? Was there a note with it? Are you sure it’s for me?”
“The delivery guy said your name and handed me this too.” She hands me a little white envelope with my name on the front. I raise one eyebrow and open the envelope.
Holy Shit!
I look up at Rhonda. “Can you put these in the break room? There’s enough for everyone.”
“Certainly. Who might they be from?” she asks curiously, tipping her head to see the note.
I fold the note back up and slip it into my purse. “Oh, just a friend.”
She makes a hmm noise as she picks the box back up and leaves my office. I take a drink of my coffee and hum my appreciation. Hazelnut, my favorite. I grab my phone and hover my thumb over the new message button. I look at the clock, my first client isn’t due to arrive for another ten minutes. Clicking the button, I tap out a quick message.
Me
Thank you for the treats and coffee. The extra caffeine was much needed this morning. You didn’t have to do that, but it is much appreciated.
I set down my phone and go back to my computer. My phone pings seconds later and I pick it up.
World’s Sexiest Catcher
I just wanted to make your morning a little brighter, like you just made mine.
Well Damn. If he keeps talking like that, I’m going to have a hard time resisting him.
No, Lucy. You don’t need a man, especially a ball player who’s gone half the year.
World’s Sexiest Catcher
Plus, I knew you wouldn’t contact me willingly and I figured sending you goodies would at least get a text from you. So now I have your number.
Ok, he got me there.
Me
but I haven’t done anything. And you got me. You’re crafty, I’ll give you points for that.
World’s Sexiest Catcher
You didn’t delete my number. That means you’re thinking about it.
World’s Sexiest Catcher
Or should I say me… *wink face emoji*
Busted. That’s all I’ve been thinking about. Thus the lack of sleep and need for coffee. But I don’t need him to know that.
Me
No, I just forgot to hit the delete button. But now that you mention it…
