Page 33 of Love Unforgettable
Cole: One is a term of endearment. The other is southern charm.
Me: You think you’re charming? That’s cute.
Cole: You don’t think I’m charming?
I’m tempted to send him an eye roll emoji. But I overuse emoji’s and I’m trying to cut down.
Use your words, Lexie.
Me: Thank you for seeing Mavis home safely.
I set my phone down, intending to be finished with the texting for the evening. Except I hear the dings of more texts coming in.
Cole: I wouldn’t have had it any other way.
Cole: Have you heard any more about Sasha? I sincerely hope that she is okay. Please let me know if there is anything I can do for you. Or her.
Cole: I am very sorry for what happened, Lexie. And would be obliged if you would let me take care of any resulting veterinary expenses.
I pick up the phone to respond. Mostly because I don’t want him to keep texting me. I just want to get cleaned up and go to bed.
Me: That won’t be necessary, I’ve got it covered. And Sasha’s condition is none of your business.
Cole: So, Miss Mavis was telling me all about how you own and run a winery.
Me: Nice subject change.
Me: Wait. Are you attempting to start a conversation right now? With me? Via text?
Cole: Would it be better if I called?
Me: It’s 9:30 pm!
Cole: Are you an early riser? Is it past your bed time?
Me: I don’t understand you.
Cole: Do you wake up early in the morning?
Cole: Are you usually in bed by now?
Me: That’s not what I meant. Look, I’m going to stop responding now.
Cole: So, no conversation?
Me: No, no conversation.
Cole: I thought you were going to stop responding?
Cole: I’m sorry. I’m just giving you a hard time.
Me: Did it ever occur to you that maybe I don’t want to be given a hard time?
Cole: It did not.
Me: Well, I don’t.
Cole: Noted.
