It had been a couple of days since that run in with him at the coffee shop downtown, and yet, Addie hadn’t been able to shake him since. She hadn’t even talked to Cass about it yet, wanting to leave the moments untouched by outside eyes and opinions, if only because the entire situation and meeting had been unique, to say the least. It had taken a few days to put something that wasn’t too pushy together to send to him. Her first attempts had come across as too forward or too demanding, and that wasn’t what she wanted. She didn’t need anything from him, really, but she couldn’t shake the feeling in her bones that the interaction was not supposed to be a one time thing. And Addie did not ignore her gut when it came to things like this.
[Text message to Alex; Saturday, 6:37 p.m.]
I’m sure you’ve taken my advice already about the tea, but just in case you haven’t. Exhibit A: tea is a fabulous addition to a nice reading session.
(Photo.)
[Text message to Alex; Monday, 10:01 a.m.]
[Text message to Alex; Monday, 12:44 p.m.]
Come on. He’s cute. You’ve got to have a soft spot for adorable orange felines.