Now the emotions fight to come to the surface.
Just as I’m about to respond a text comes through my phone. Looking down, I see it’s Griffin.
Griffin
Hey.
Me
Hey.
“This man,” I whisper to myself out loud, shaking my head.
“Huh?”
“Oh, I’m sorry. I just got a text from Griffin,” I tell her, clicking out of my texts and back to the phone screen. “He’s the superior one-word texter.”
“Is he now?” she coos. “Is there something happening with this neighbor friend of yours?”
Guilt flashes through my head for not filling Kodi in on everything that’s happened here. I don’t know why because she’s in another state and there’s no chance of people in town finding out from her.
Another text comes through, and I switch screens.
Griffin
Dinner. Parents’ house. Tonight.
Me
Is this a question or demand?
“For starters, I think he just asked me to dinner at his parents’ house tonight,” I say.
“You think?”
“He’s not good at texting. He gives one word for things and saiddinner. Period.Parents’ house. Period.Tonight. Period.” I laugh.
“Thank you for spelling that out for me and including punctuation marks.”
“I wanted you to get the vibes.”
“Back to what’s really happening here. He asked you to his parents’ house for dinner? What the hell is happening out there in Bluewater Rivers?”
I nearly choke on my own words. “Bluestone Lakes is a very fun place. They have horses and hot neighbors. One of whom is an exceptional kisser.”
“What?”
My phone chimes again.
“Hold please,” I tell Kodi, switching to the text app.
“You can’t tell me to hold after dropping this information,” Kodi snaps while I read through the message.
Griffin
Question.
Me
