Well, Miss Scott.
Always so sassy, you are. I'm sorry our schedules did not match up. Are you awaiting our reunion with anticipation, as I am? How about Friday night? Would that work for you? I would love to see you.
Best,
Mr. Colton Rossi
I smile. I kind of love how silly he is. I don't want to play anymore. I just want to see him. I quickly reply.
Yes. Friday works for me.
Cheers,
Clara
Unfortunately, in all the excitement, I’ve completely forgotten about Christian. Friday night is our movie night. What have I done? I quickly send another message.
Hello again,
I'm so sorry. It turns out I wasn't thinking, which is typical of me. Friday night is movie night for Christian and I. I can't break that date.
Sorry.
I drive back home after work, all the while eagerly awaiting a reply from Colton, and when I get home, it finally comes, and I am over the moon.
Hi again,
Well, I wouldn't want to intrude on your movie night, but let's say hypothetically that a lovely lady and her small son venture to the Rossi Estate for a movie night on a Friday night. Hypothetically. How would that sound?
My eyes widen at the sight of his words. I can't believe he's inviting us for a movie night. No, it's too much.
Hello again,
I have an idea. How about if you join us for a movie at our place instead? Friday night?
I tapSend,having no clue what his response will be, but hoping for ayes. I believe this approach is much better where Christian is concerned. There is no need to introduce Christian to Colton's world. Colton Rossi is much less invasive if he just happens to drop by our place for a movie night.
I'm stirring pasta when his reply finally comes.
I would love to. Thank you. Seven o'clock?
I am dumbfounded by his reply. I guess he's in. What should we watch?
Yes, seven o’clock is fine.
I will need an address, comes a quick reply. We are now chatting live.
I send him my address, and tell him I look forward to it.
And that is definitely no lie.
