Page 18 of Rooster

While it seemed simple enough, the thought of being alone with him, sharing a meal and an evening together, made my palms clammy. I was beginning to think it wasn’t worth it when suddenly I mustered the courage and pressed send. I was a little stunned by my abrupt actions, but I also felt pretty proud of myself for taking a chance.

But then the waiting set in, and it wasn’t long before pride turned to doubt, and doubt turned to self-deprecation. I was silently cursing myself when my phone chimed with a message. I quickly glanced down at the screen, and my heart skipped a beat when I read:

Ronin:

Who is this?

Me:

Sorry. I forgot to say that it’s Maggie.

Ronin:

I know.

I was just messing with ya.

I was beginning to think you forgot about me.

Me:

Not a chance.

Ronin:

How’s the car?

Did you get it fixed?

Me:

Yes. Thanks to you.

Turns out you were right about the alternator.

Your guy fixed it and had it back to me the next day.

Ronin:

Good.

I’m glad it worked out.

Me:

Me, too

Are you having a good week?

Ronin:

It’s been busy, but I can’t complain.

You?

Me:

The same.

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