Autumn: Do you want to come with me?
She wants me to… Is that part of me learning people skills?
Then her messages disappeared.
What the heck?
Ross: Where did those messages go?
Ross: Did I accidentally delete it?
Ross: And where is that feast?
Autumn: I didn’t mean to send it. Please ignore that I did.
Ross: It said ‘Hi Ross’? Why would I ignore it when it was directed at me?
So that was what she’d been trying to tell me earlier. She’d wanted to invite me to the pumpkin patch trip? It meant that I would be near her not just for a few minutes but hours on end.
That’s amazing.
I’d have a harmless reason to look at her as much as I liked, perhaps she’d even kiss me again. My heart squeezed a little in my chest the way it sometimes did when I panicked, but this was a happy feeling that my cock reciprocated.
Fuck. I tried to ignore that I hardened and typed out another message.
Ross: If you want to go with me I’d like to come
Autumn: You do?
Ross: Yes, it might give me an opportunity to interact with people
And to shamelessly stare at you.
Autumn: It’s at Hunter McBride’s farm, about forty-five minutes away from my house
Ross: So I’ll pick you up? At what time?
Autumn: How about eight thirty? Is that too early?
Ross: Cute. You know I get up at four thirty, right?
Ross: I never sleep in
Ross: Anything I need to bring except for coffee?
Autumn: Just yourself
She sent a little orange heart emoji with her message which I found oddly…endearing.
Ross: See you on Saturday, then
Ross: Enjoy your day off tomorrow
Autumn: Thank you, I will
Autumn: I’m looking forward to Saturday
Ross: Me too
