Page 72 of Love Undiscovered
I can feel my cheeks heat slightly.
Fuck it.
“He kissed me yesterday,” I say.
“How was it?” Lexie asks.
“Soft. Fleeting. But it rocked my fucking world.” I actually feel a little relieved at being able to talk to them about it. “Even Connie, the receptionist, was fanning herself when I walked back in the building.”
“He kissed you in front of your office building?” Kat asks.
“Yes. And, he held my hand the whole way to Adamo’s and the whole way back.”
“And you let him?” Lexie asks.
“I did. But, guys, this is kind of freaking me out.”
“I get it,” Kat says. “But don’t think on it too much. Just one day at a time. Relationships are only scary when you try to look at them in their entirety. And that’s too big, too uncertain. All you can do is day by day. And trust me, Remi, you give good relationship. And good day-to-day.”
“We have nothing in common.”
“Opposites attract,” Lexie says.
“He rides a motorcycle and my wardrobe consists of ninety percent skirts and dresses.”
“So you’ll get some jeans,” Kat says.
“He was in aBob Segercover band,” I say.
“Cool!” Lexie says.
“I forgot about that,” Kat says. “But that is pretty fucking cool. I do love me some Bob Seger. Can you imagine if you get to hear him sing? If he sings to you? Swoon!”
“I guess.” I shrug, trying to stay non-committal.
“What are you going to wear on Saturday?” Kat asks.
“I don’t know. I guess I’m going shopping for jeans.”
“Did you thank him for lunch?” Lexie asks.
“Of course,” I say. “At least I think I did.”
“You think you did?” Kat asks.
“Text him,” Lexie says.
“No,” I say. “Why?”
“She’s right,” Kat says. “You should totally text him and thank him for lunch.”
“And tell him you’re shopping for jeans,” Lexie says.
“Why would I tell him that?” I ask.
“It shows him that you’re thinking about the next date,” Lexie says. “It’s a nice thing.”
“It’s a relationship thing,” I say. “I may be looking forward to seeing him on Saturday, but make no mistake, this is not a relationship.”
“Whatever you say, babe,” Kat says, patting my shoulder in a super condescending way. “But make sure you’re flirty when you text him.”
So, despite this not being a relationship, I pick up my phone and text him.
And I make sure it’s flirty.
