Page 30 of After Midnight
I was about to respond until the text bubbles appeared. The seconds stretched as I watched them appear and disappear. She was hesitant about something.
Finally—
Beautiful:Are you free this afternoon? Around noon?
I checked the time already mentally rearranging my schedule to accommodate whatever she needed. It was a little after ten a.m. I was dropping Melo off to my parents at noon and then heading to the restaurant. Weekends were usually all hands on deck, but I could trust my staff to make sure things ran smoothly for a few hours.
I responded:
I have to drop my son off at noon, but I can be available after that, beautiful.
Beautiful:That's fine. Is one better?
She was willing to compromise. That was a good sign:
One is perfect, love. What did you have in mind?
Beautiful:It's a surprise. Just come dressed down and bring comfortable shoes.
