Page 93 of I Wanna Text You Up

“So,” Caleb starts, “I talked with my manager about that little Outer Banks trip we discussed the otherday.”

“And?”

“He’s cool with me taking the time off. They had only planned to schedule me for one day while we plan to be gone and one of the other women who works there just happens to need a few extrahours.”

“Does this mean we’regoing?”

“If you promise me that meeting your parents isn’t going to be an awkward nightmare, thenyes.”

“I make no promises.” I clap my hands together and squeal. “Eep! I am so excited! This is going to be so muchfun!”

“What are we going to do besides each other?” He waggles his brows up and down. “Kidding. Butreally.”

“First, no bangin’. Second, we can shop or get facialsor—”

“I have a feeling your version of a facial isn’t my version of afacial.”

I wink his way. “Guess we’ll find out,huh?”

“Zoe!”

“What! You startedit!”

“Yeah, but I waskidding.”

I feign surprise. “Oh, uh, yeah, me too.” He nearly chokes on his pizza. “Kidding, kidding! You’re the one being pervy. I didn’t know you were so dirty,Caleb.”

“I’m not. Well, maybe a little, but not like creepypervy.”

“Well that’s good to hear. No one likes creepypervy.”

I take another bite of my pizza and think about how I want to approach what I need to tell Calebnext.

“So…”

“Yes?”

“I, um, I went to visit Delia the otherday.”

He grabs for another slice of pizza. “Cool. How’d thatgo?”

“It was good. Wetalked.”

“Aboutwhat?”

I don’t say anything, instead grabbing for my water and downing nearly half thebottle.

“Zoe,” he presses after several moments ofsilence.

“We talked aboutyou.”

“Aboutme?”

I nod. “And my blossoming, um…feelings foryou.”

His eyes sparkle with amused mischief as he runs a hand across the stubble on his face, pretending to be perplexed. “You have feelings for me, huh? And here I thought you just wanted me for my good looks. I wasn’t aware it randeeper.”

“You know damn well it’s about more than your looks,Caleb.”

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