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“Looks like I’m buying you dinner,” I said as he handed me back my water, using the back of his hand to wipe his mouth of any remaining streams of liquid.
“You don’t have to...”
“A deal is a deal, Harding. And I’m a man of my word.” I hooked the near empty bottle back onto my belt.
“Not going to take no for an answer, I take it?”
“Got somewhere you want to go tonight?” I asked nonchalantly.
“Tonight?” Nolan asked, his eyes widening in surprise. “Oh, I didn’t—”
“You got plans I don’t know about?” I taunted him.
Nolan shrugged.
“I mean, I was going to catch up on the latest episode of 911 Lone Star,” he said, clearing his throat. “But, uh...”
“Ouch. You really know how to dig the blade in, don’t you?” I said, shaking my head.
“I didn’t mean...”
“I’ll pick you up tomorrow at seven. Be ready,” I said.
“But I—”
I smirked at him as I made my way off the trail, and just as I expected, he followed me like a good little lamb.
“Wouldn’t want to get in the way of your TK and Carlos marathon,” I said with a wink, which caused a blush to spread across Nolan’s nose and into his cheeks.
He does that a lot, it’s kind of... cute.
Though he couldn’t see the grin on my face, I couldn’t help myself.
Sometimes he just made things so easy.
CHAPTER 8
Nolan
The reality of the situation hit me, making my already racing heart beat faster.
I beat Dawson, which meant...
Fuck.
He’s buying me dinner.
Tomorrow night.
A part of me was more than ecstatic to spend an evening with Mr. March himself, because in some weird, twisted way, I thought this would be the only way I could spend time with my two year long fireman crush.
It was just happenstance that we both lived at the Towers, some sense of serendipity or a cruel twist of fate that we’d both ended up on the same trail at the same time.
By the time I caught up to Dawson, I’d started to cool down from our run, but my heart still raced. Dawson nonchalantly held the door for me after he’d gone inside the main lobby entrance. He cast me a smirk over his tanned shoulder that warmed my insides like molten lava.
“Thanks,” I said, focusing on sounding like a normal, even-toned human, even though my breath was threatening to catch in my throat again.
“Don’t mention it,” he said with a snicker as he headed for the elevator.
