Also, it smelled like him.
R
Sure. That’s the only reason, Little Birdie?
I bit my lip, a smirk tugging at the corner of my mouth.
Me
You’re SO annoying.You know that, right?
R
Hush, pretty girl. You love me.
My heart skipped. Play it cool, Wren. You’re not in that deep.
Lie. Total lie.
Me
Eh. Something like that.
R
So… what’d she say?
Me
Said if you hurt me, she’s shaving your eyebrows. While you sleep.
R
That tracks.
A small laugh escaped me. God, this shouldn’t feel so easy.
Me
I told her it’s not official. That we’re figuring it out.
Three dots appeared. Then stopped. Then came back. I stared at the screen, stomach tightening.
R
And… are we? Figuring it out?
I hesitated. Thumb hovering. The truth felt too big, too delicate for a single message. But maybe it didn’t need to be complicated.
Me
I think we are. At leastI want to.
The answer came almost immediately.
R
Me too. And for the record, Wren, you look really fucking good in my hoodie.