Exiting the shower, I pat dry before slipping into my robe. Toweling my hair dry, I walk to the edge of the bed and notice my phone has a message present.
9:35 p.m.
Nick Barnes
Nick: Would it be okay to tell you I’ve missed you?
I take a gulp of air. Wow. Did he really text that? This guy.
9:47 p.m.
Kat: Yes. It’s more than okay. Thank you for saying that.
9:53 p.m.
Nick Barnes
Nick: The ER isn’t the same when you’re not there.
Not sure what to make of these texts, I just let them continue. He really can be sweet sometimes.
9:59 p.m.
Kat: You’re very kind. I can remember a time when you felt quite different.
10:05 p.m.
Nick Barnes
Nick: I’m sure you’re mistaken, Ms. Kelly. I may have made a terrible first impression with my rude behavior, but I assure you, it had nothing to do with you. Just my reaction to you.
10:10 p.m.
Kat: I’m not sure what you mean.
10:13 p.m.
Nick Barnes
Nick: I’ve been fighting an attraction to you since the moment you pulled that Mario Andretti move in the parking lot. You weren’t in my game plan.
I can’t believe this is happening. I literally need to pinch myself. I sit and reread the texts. This isn’t the playful teasing, near sexting from before. It feels genuine, heartfelt.
10:20 p.m.
Nick Barnes
Nick: Kat? Am I making you uncomfortable?
10:23 p.m.
Kat: No. I’m flattered.
10:25 p.m.
Nick Barnes
Nick: I tried to walk away, esp when I didn’t hear anything from you. But I can’t stop thinking about you.