“I don’t have a reason to call him.”
“Even better. You like him. The first step is admitting it.”
“Did you stay out all night with Savage?” I asked.
“Yes.”
“You didn’t invite him back to the pool house?”
“Nope. Now stop redirecting the conversation. If you’re not gonna call Bones, at least text him.”
“And say what?” I asked.
“Thank him for staying over.”
“I already thanked him.”
With a sigh, she muted the TV and then held out her hand. “Phone.”
“No.” I held my cell to my chest in a protective gesture.
“Hayden, give me your phone so I can text something dirty to him, or you text him yourself and thank him. Ten bucks says his reply is instant.”
“He’s not gonna reply right away. He’s busy. He’s a guy.”
“First of all, Bones is a man. Second of all, when a man really likes you, it doesn’t matter how busy he is. He’ll reply. He won’t make you wait. You’ll know where you stand with him.”
“That’s what has me worried,” I muttered.
But I unlocked my phone, found his contact, and sent him a text.
Me
Thanks for staying the night with me
My phone chimed not ten seconds later.
Bad to the Bones
Thanks for the waffle. You still set on me wearing a tux?
Me
A tux is a must.
Bad to the Bones
Where the hell do I get one
Me
I know a guy. You free tomorrow afternoon?
Bad to the Bones
I could be free tomorrow afternoon…
Me