SARA: So he’s a keeper.
ME: Good morning to you too. Also, what??
SARA: I texted him from your phone at like 7AM. He came right here, introduced himself proper, asked me why I was working on a Saturday, asked a couple questions about you…
ME: What’d he ask?
SARA: How long you and I have been friends. What you like to eat for breakfast. What you and I are usually up to on the weekends.
SARA: And then he saw one of your truffle boxes on my desk and asked to look at it so I let him. He asked if I’ve ever eaten your truffles and when I said yes and they’re the shit, he said, “She’s impressive.”
ME: Oh no
ME: That’s so cute
Screw cute – it was adorable. Apparently, Lukas Hendricks had the capacity to be adorable. Either that or I was just really into him. Crap, I thought, chewing my grin as I watched him across the room from the bed. He was unpacking the folded clothes from his bag, as if getting ready to settle in for another night. My toes curled against the plush mattress as he leaned over the duffel, giving me a wonderful view of the rippling muscles on his perfectly tapered back.
I groaned inwardly.
Double crap.
ME: Help me I think I like him
SARA: Girl help ME! You’re at a fancy hotel with an absurdly gorgeous man who ran all over the city for you this morning. And I’m at the office on a Saturday.
ME: He has cute friends if you’re interested but I know you’re not.
SARA: I know. I’m not. I have no time for it.
ME: Well I thought I didn’t either.
SARA: You THOUGHT you didn’t?
SARA: Wait a minute. Does that mean you’re changing your mind about letting yourself like him now?
SARA: Neighbors with benefits??? Yes???
SARA: Please. Let me live vicariously through you.
SARA: Come on. Just say it. You’re falling for this guyyyyyy oooooh yeahhhhh
ME: I can’t be because things don’t happen this fast
SARA: When it rains it pours, baby girl. It’s not a saying for no reason
I scrunched my nose, unable to argue Sara’s claims. When it rains, it pours rang bitterly true to me. In my head, it had a negative connotation but now, it was positive. At least I hoped it was.
Typing some half-assed response to Sara, I hit send and tossed my phone across the bed, giving up on trying to make sense of anything. Of course the second the thing landed, it rang loudly. Lukas laughed as he watched me ignore the call.
“You’re not going to pick up?”
“No. It’s just Sara giving me a hard time.”
Coming over, Lukas picked up my phone. “The name says Elaine Gardner.”
My eyes shot wide open. “Are you joking?”
“No. Who is that?”