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I sounded like a complete imbecile.
Argh!
I want to come across as a confident woman who knows what she wants… which Ido.
That’s the kind of woman someone like Sebastian Moretti would date. And later, marry.
Ugh.
I groan into my pillow.
I totally failed, blew it with one dumb message.
Now what do I do?
I sit up in bed and grab my phone from where it landed, holding it like it’s cursed.
I’m never touching it again.
But just as I reach for the drawer to throw it in, it vibrates in my hand.
Ahhh.
It nearly slips from my grasp as it dances in my palm.
My heartstutters.
That was fast… if it’s him. But who else would text me?
I glance at the screen, and my heart does a full-on backflip.
Sapphire Eyes:Isa, Isa, Isa.
I can almost hear him tsk.
My cheeks go hot, and I drop the phone onto the bed like it burned me.
I want to squeal, but I refrain and pick up the phone again.
Sapphire Eyes:I knew you wouldn’t get back to me right away, but you waited two weeks! My ego is a little bruised.
A giggle escapes me this time. I slam the phone to my chest. Then panic.
What if I accidentally liked something? Or, God forbid, heart-reacted?
I fumble to check the screen.
Nothing sent.
Crisis averted.
Sapphire Eyes:I even started wondering if I hallucinated our last meeting and dreamed you up.
Okay, Isa. Pull it together. Don’t make it weird.
My fingers hover. I can be breezy. Witty. That girl exists inside me somewhere.
Me:Maybe you did. But I’m flattered I left alasting impression… even if I’m late to the sequel.
