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Okay. Okay.

I have the kids tonight.

Me:

Don’t care.

Just need to see your face.

Maggie:

Come over whenever you want.

I’ll order some Chinese takeout, and we can watch the game.

Me:

You order it, and I’ll grab it on my way.

Maggie:

Perfect!

Me:

I’ll see you around 6.

Maggie:

Can’t wait.

I felta little lighter as I shoved my phone back into my pocket and got back to work. As the day unfolded, I found myself counting the hours until I could wrap things up and head over to her place. When I finally finished my drywall section, I did a quick cleanup and gathered my things. On my way out, I glanced over at Torch and Two Bit and teased, “Catch you losers later.”

“Woah, where you running off to?”

“I’ve got an order of Chinese with my name on it.”

“Oh, so you got yourself a hot date.”

“Something like that.”

Without saying anything more, I walked out and headed outside. I was covered in a day’s worth of dust and grime as I made my way out to my bike. Since I was in dire need of a shower, I wasted no time heading home. As soon as I got to the house, I made a beeline for the bathroom and took a hot shower. Once I was done, I threw on some jeans and a T-shirt, then drove over to our favorite Chinese spot.

After I picked up our order, I drove to Maggie’s house, and my chest tightened when I spotted her standing at the front door in a pair of leggings and an oversized sweatshirt. She was waiting for me. I’d never had someone waiting for me, and it got to me.

She got to me.

Damn.

This woman was doing a real number on me.

I couldn’t wait a moment longer to have her in my arms, so I grabbed the food and charged towards her. As I got closer, she opened the door wide and smiled. “Hey there, handsome.”

“Hey, beautiful.”

I leaned down and pressed my mouth to hers, kissing her long and hard. I would’ve kept kissing her if I hadn’t heard Samantha giggling in the kitchen and Nathan complaining, “Ew. Gross.”

I quickly released her from our embrace and whispered, “Sorry about that.”

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