I woke up feeling a different type of good. Thankfully, I haven't started to get the usual kicks of morning nausea that Sasha had reminded me to watch out for.
My phone buzzed on my night stand. I picked it up, glancing at the time in the process. It was eight in the morning.
A text from Louis sat at the top of my notifications, and despite myself, I smiled as I opened it.
So about that date?
What do you say?
I deliberated ignoring him for a while and making him sweat but the truth was, I also wanted to go on the date to see what he had planned.
I wasn't ready in any way. My hair was a mess, most of my clothes barely fit these days and even the sight of my chipped nails that hovered on the keypad made me cringe.
Thankfully, I had a maintenance day scheduled for today.
I returned his text.
I accept. Somewhere in the next few days will work. Text me the details.
His response was immediate.
Yes!
I'll come pick you up.
Thank you.
