Page 33 of You Found Me in the Dark
R
I definitely felt something; it was not one-sided. If Cam hadn’t yelled for me, I don’t think I could’ve stopped myself from kissing you right there.
My face was officially on fire. Then another text.
R
Honestly, I don’t think I would’ve stopped at kissing..
Me
So… what now?
R
Now we stop pretending this is temporary. Now we figure it out. Unless you don’t want more.
Me
I do. I really do, and so much more.
There was a long pause, and I could almost feel him smiling on the other side of town.
R
Then let me show you, I want this too. Not just in texts.
My whole body buzzed. I buried my face in my pillow, a smile tugging at my lips so hard it almost hurt. My pulse kicked up, a fast flutter in my chest like I was seventeen again and sneaking around after curfew. But I wasn’t a teenager anymore. I knew what I wanted. And I wanted to know just how serious he was about this.
I bit my lip, smirking at my screen as I typed:
Me
How would you show me?
Three dots. Then nothing. Then again—three dots.Yeah, squirm a little, I thought, grinning.
Finally, he sent a message.
R
You sure you want the answer to that, Baby? Might make it hard for you to sleep tonight.
My jaw dropped. I stared at the message, heat rising up my neck like I’d just walked into a room with no clothes on.
Me
That’s a bold choice of nickname, sir.
R
Says the one who just called me Sir. You don’t like it? I can try another. Pretty Girl? Trouble? Sweetheart? Little Birdie? Take your pick.
Me
I’m going to pretend I didn’t just blush so hard I had to hide under the covers. But Little Birdie?
R
