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Almost immediately three dots appear, but as quickly as they appear they disappear again. As I’m about to put my phone away it dings with a message.
Madison:It was good to see you too. Thank you again for your help with my car. I don’t know if I ever said that.
I chuckle at her rambly text message and quickly type a response.
Me:No problem. You seemed to be doing perfectly fine without me.
Madison:Thanks. I’m about to head home. I’ll talk to you later.
The clock shows a little after one. I wonder what time she starts work if she’s already done for the day. I make a mental note to ask her what hours she keeps so I don’t text her too late.
“So,” Wes says as he pulls up to my apartment building.
“So?” I parrot, unbuckling my seat belt.
“Did you ask her out?” he asks, turning to me.
Instead of answering him I open the door, grab my half-finished latte, and hop out. I hear him grumbling something about needing to know what’s going on.
“Thanks for the ride. See you tomorrow at practice.”
“Hunter—“ I don’t hear the rest of what he’s saying because I’ve already closed the door.
I glance over my shoulder to see him scowling at me, his arms thrown up. I chuckle, shake my head, and make my way into the building.
This isn’t the end of the conversation. I know I’ll hear about it at practice tomorrow, but right now I don’t care.
Chapter five
Madison & Hunter
Monday
Hunter:What’s your favorite nondessert food?
Madison:Well hello to you too. Happy Monday.
Hunter:Hi. What’s your favorite food?
Madison:Tacos because Taco Tuesday is totally a thing. Haven’t found a good place in Orlando though.
Hunter:Yes, I agree. I’d love to take you to my favorite taco place soon.
Madison:I’d like that.
Hunter:*thumbs up emoji* What’s your favorite drink?
Madison:Is this twenty questions? It depends on the time of day but iced coffee with almond milk; water and sometimes a Diet Pepsi; Rye Old-Fashioned. What about you?
Hunter:Espresso or latte in the morning. Water or Gatorade if I’m working out. At night either a beer or a gin and tonic.
Madison:Espresso? That’s hard core.
Tuesday
Madison:What kind of music do you like?
Hunter:Hi! How are you? I’m good. Thanks for asking.
