Balthazar let out an exhausted sigh."Humans are so clumsy."
"I've seen you fall off the roof."
"And I landed on my feet."The bed rustled."Just turn the light on, that'll disturb me less than your pained screams."
"It's fine, I'm already in bed," I said, crawling under the blanket so I could get comfy.I had messages to reply to so I got my phone out, dimming the light on it before it flashed me blind.
There was a selfie from Gran by the pool with Betty on a cat-sized floatie.They were both wearing sunglasses and looked like they were having the time of their life.
I sent a message back, wishing them a good time.I considered telling them about my date with Faye but decided that could wait for when they got back here.
I ignored the next message in my inbox, a text from mum who had mastered the art of weaponising apologies.The preview was enough to tell me that much.
A notification popped up and a very small picture of Faye appeared in the bar.
My mouth instantly broke into a smile and I was typing a response before I knew it.
Her reply came immediately. A pause.
I muffled my laugh.
The implication wasn't lost on me and I felt warmth spread through me.So she was also thinking about our future together and what that might look like for us.
I replied, wondering if that was a good idea.It seemed fun but my chaos combined with Faye's might be too much for any instructor to handle.In any case, it wouldn't hurt to try.
Faye replied with lots of excited emojis.
I hesitated, thinking a bit before I sent the next message.
Another text bubble.
My breathing hitched.
I wanted to kick my feet but instead, I just squeezed my phone tighter.
I glanced up over my blanket.Now that my eyes were used to the low light, I could see that the orange cat had gone back to sleep.
The message came with winky faces.Lots of them.
Something inside me coiled tight at the memory of our kisses.
I bit my lip.
The dots danced for a little while and I turned on my other side, glad that Balthazar was asleep.Not that I was going to do anything about the tingling between my legs but maybe it would be good to have that sock-on-the-window talk with him.
Faye's message popped up.
