Okay…I guess no kiss.
“Goodnight, Stella.”
“Goodnight, Axel,” I replied, getting into my car.
He walked up to the sidewalk as I buckled in and turned on my car.
I had no sooner pulled out of the parking lot and was sitting at the red traffic light, waiting for my turn, when my phone pinged. My car read the texts out loud to me.
Axel: You never did answer my question about whether you think I am hot.
Axel: The sexy kind, not the temperature kind.
I chuckled at his clarification and smiled to myself.
I shot off a quick reply text.
Me: I’ll think about it and get back to you.
I even included a winking emoji at the end to tease him.
Then I made my way home, where I proceeded to think about this man the entire rest of the night, including in my dreams.
