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Firecracker:Well,okay then. Whose house are we toilet papering?
Damn. One word from Flynn Honeycutt—we—and suddenly, I didn’t feel pissed off or alone anymore. And wasn’t that scary as fuck?
Fortunately, I thrived on adrenaline.
Me:No one’s. I don’t need avenging, I need a rescue.
Me:I’m done with work for the week as of this minute, and I want to take you away, Flynn. Tonight.
He didn’t reply, but I’d bet every designer suit in my closet that he was standing in the Tavern, holding the phone in his hand, scowling at the screen.
Me:We can go to Ogunquit, just you and me… and maybe a friend from your drawer if you want?
Me:I know how much you love it there, and you said you haven’t gotten to go in years.
Me:And I figure you need a break from reality. Fuck knows I do. So what if we just did something spontaneous?
Still nothing. I swallowed hard.
Me:I know you’re gonna say that you and me being spontaneous is nearly as disastrous as us talking, but we’ve gotten better at communicating, haven’t we? We communicated REALLY effectively last night.
Me:Say yes.
Me:Please, Firecracker.
Three dots appeared beside Flynn’s name, then disappeared.
I held my breath.
They reappeared… and then disappeared again… before reappearing once more.
Firecracker:I have a bunch of bottling to do for Brew Fest, remember?
Shit. I dropped my chin to my chest as an icy bucket of reality poured all over me. Of course he did. And that was his priority, like finalizing the contracts I’d left undone the night before was supposed to be mine.
Just because I was craving his presence badly enough to disregard everything important didn’t mean he felt the same impulse.
Me:Right. I knew that. I just got overly excited for a second there. lol.
Me:I’ll slink back to my extremely profitable career now.
Me:Unless that job offer you mentioned is still open. I could help, if you needed it.
Firecracker:Not necessary.
Wow.
Okay.
Well, I couldn’t ask for anything clearer than that, could I? Flynn got an A+ in communication. Sadly, I got a D- in setting reasonable expectations.
Me:The offer stands if you change your mind. I’ll stop distracting you now. Back to work for both of us!
Firecracker:Fuck. Okay, look, if we do this, you need to PROMISE we won’t talk about work or anything stressful for the next twenty-four hours.
I sucked in a breath and forced myself to read the text twice. I couldn’t believe Flynn was going to let himself have this. Letushave this.
Then I closed my eyes and exhaled.He was.
