A few seconds later my phone pinged.
Jocelyn:
Wow! That’s really gorgeous.
Malachi:
It made me think of you.
Even with the miles separating us, I felt the rising heat of embarrassment at the declaration. Did my statement sound like I meant she was as beautiful as the sunset, or that she’d been on my mind? Either way, both conclusions were true. I hadn’t been able to get the woman out of my head since I’d met her, and the sunset palled in comparison to her beauty.
Gah. Now I was sounding as sappy as Nate and his ridiculous lyrics. Just the same, I held my breath as the three little dots danced on my screen.
Jocelyn:
If I didn’t know you better,
I’d think you were
flirting with me, Malachi Thomas.
Malachi:
Then you either don’t know
me as well as you think
you do, or I’ve had so little
practice I’m not doing
a very good job.
There. I’d pretty much laid out my feelings in that statement, hadn’t I? Those trio of dots moved. Then vanished. Moved. Then vanished again. Huh. Did Jocelyn not know how to respond? And was that good or bad? My thumbs padded out another reply.
Malachi:
Or possibly both. I’ll try
and up my game
on the second part so there
won’t be any doubts, but maybe
we can work on the first
part together?
Jocelyn:
Getting to know each other better?
Malachi:
Yeah.
Jocelyn:
