66. Chapter 66
Chapter 66
PAIGE: I’m in.
David read the short text from Paige several times, even though it didn’t really require that many brain cells to interpret. For a moment, he contemplated texting back and asking what she was ‘in’, because she’d made him wait seven damn days, but decided against it.
He FaceTimed her instead.
When she answered, her voice was barely audible. “Why can’t you just text like a normal person?”
“Because I want to hear your voice and see your pretty face,” he said, before asking, “Why are you whispering? Are you at work?”
“Yes.” She could see his rumpled hair and noted he wasn’t wearing a shirt, which led her to admire the line of his shoulders for a few seconds. “Are you still in bed?”
Instead of answering, he noted, “That sounded really judgmental.”
“Well, I’ve been at work for two hours, so …”
“Jesus, it’s only 7 a.m.”
“I know. I had a breakfast … thing. They tend to take place, you know, early.”
Paige watched as he rubbed his beard a little and tried not to get sidetracked by how appealing he looked lying in bed, or by the fact that she’d probably be seeing it firsthand, very soon. Hoo boy.
“You look a little flushed. Are you okay?” he asked.
“I’m fine. And I’m not flushed.”
“You kind of are, actually.”
“Fine. I’m flushed. Can we move on?”
“Sure,” he agreed with a smile. “So, you’re in. As in …”
“I’m going to use you … for sex.”
“Jesus, you kept me waiting long enough. You were over-thinking it, weren’t you?”
“It’s a big decision.”
“So was buying a house and we made that decision in less than one day.”
She didn’t say anything to that. It was true.
“So, we’re doing this,” David said, getting the conversation back on track and looking pleased. “You’re sure?”
She nodded. “Are you sure?”
“I’ve been sure. And I’ve been patiently waiting an entire week for you to catch up. That’s seven days, by the way.”
Paige just looked at him.
“What’s that look for?” he asked.
“This look?” She pointed to her face. “This is my I’m aggravated as fuck look.”
“You’re aggravated as fuck? Did someone keep you waiting a week?”
Just then, his attention shifted for a moment and she could hear a voice in the background calling out, “Daddy!”
Jacob.
David turned back to her. “I have to go,” he told her softly. “But why don’t you come over tonight around 7 p.m.? If you’re not working, that is. Jacob will be at Ashley’s and we can talk more.”
Her schedule actually permitted that, so Paige quickly agreed. “Okay. See you at 7 p.m.”