“Sorry,” I apologize and step back, and she smiles lightly.
“I’m going to get on the bus. Thank you for bringing me. You get home and out of this frigid air. I heard that cold air can make nose bleeds worse.”Aww, she did research for me too.
“I will. I’ll text and call, so make sure you pick up,” I warn and tug her braid gently. She laughs, leaving me waving…Fuck, I need to learn how to play football.
Jessica
Husfriend : How is the bus ride?
The One : Meh, I’d much rather be on somebody’s private jet
Husfriend : It’s me… I’m that somebody and I can make that happen whenever.
The One : You’re doing too much again.
Husfriend : And?
Husfriend : You act like you don’t like it.
The One : Hmm.
Husfriend : I miss you already.
The One : You always say that
Husfriend : That’s because I always miss you…
Husfriend : So does my wife miss me too?
The One : Wife? When did that happen?
Husfriend : Hmm…
Husfriend : You know…
The One : Call me Jon Snow cause I know nothing.
The One : Last I checked I’m single, not ready to mingle…
The One : Oh and my left finger is bare of any ring
Husfriend : Damn…
Husfriend : I’m working on it… I got the ring at the very least. Does that count for something?
I snort a laugh, sending him the Shannon Sharp shaking his head GIF.
The One : Not at all.
Husfriend : You won’t be saying that when I have my ring on your finger and I have you barefoot and pregnant
I swear to God this boy is insane… but I must be even more crazy because I kinda like it…
The One : You thought you ate huh?
Husfriend : No
Husfriend : But I want to