Sean
I’m nervous about your family.
I soften immediately. He has no reason to be nervous. If anything, they are going to shower him with so much love that it might be the reason he tries to run.
Emiliano
I know.
But they’re not cruel, Cobre.
They’ll just… be loud about loving you. And maybe a bit touchy-feely.
Sean
That sounds like Irish people.
I snort.
Emiliano
So you’ll survive.
Sean
You’re really doing this.
You’re really… choosing me. Out of all the people in the world. I mean, you could have anyone, guy or girl. And you choose the scared bisexual redhead guy.
Emiliano
I chose you the first time you ran your mouth at me from left field.
I continue to choose you because nobody, and I mean nobody, has ever said my name and given me butterflies just hearing it.
Sean
Shut up.
Emiliano
No.
His next message comes after a few seconds.
Sean
I want you tonight.
Heat curls low in my stomach, and I stare at the words for a second too long.
Emiliano
Me too.
But I’m not in your hotel room.
Yet.