But it’s big. Can I call you?
Within seconds,I receive a request for a FaceTime call.
“FACETIME?!Ginger, is this guy insane?” I look desperately at my cat, who continues ignoring me.
While the phone continues to ring, I run to the bathroom to check myself in the mirror and squeak in horror. There isnoway I’m going to let him—or anyone else, for that matter—see me like this. Rumpled red hair in a high bun, no makeup, straight from the shower, and a (albeit cute) baby blue sweat set is not an acceptable look when letting your texting crush see you for the first time ever—especiallynot after what we did last night. So I reject the call becausewhat the hell is he thinking, really.
Will
Um. Why’d you hang up?
Bridget
You can’t just spring a FaceTime on someone without warning! It’s bad communication etiquette!
Will
I don’t think you’re exactly in a position to lecture me on communication etiquette. Should I remind you how we met?
Bridget
Ha. You’re hilarious.
Seriously, Will. I just got home from work and am not exactly in a presentable state.
Will
Lol I’m sure you look amazing and have nothing to worry about.
Bridget
How would you know? You’ve never seen me!
Will
Exactly. So what would I compare it to? Come on. We’ve texted long enough. Do you not feel comfortable with me or something? I just really want to see you.
An ache buildsbeneath my ribs as I reread his words, processing them.
Bridget
You do?
Will
Of course I do. Don’t you want to see me?
He really wantsto see me?
I really want to see him, too. So much it hurts.
Bridget
What about yesterday?
Three dots popon my phone screen and promptly disappear. A few seconds later, they’re back before disappearing once more. It takes a couple of minutes, but he finally replies:
Will