Is now a good time to tell you I also installed a video doorbell?
Hannah
*long suffering sigh*
What about one of those motion sensor flood lights over the garage? Will daddy buy me one of those too?
Me
Ew
Hannah
Still a no on the daddy kink. Roger that
Me
The light’s not a bad idea.
Hannah
I swear to god, if you show up with a floodlight I’m never kissing you again.
Okay, survey says that was a lie.
But seriously…don’t buy me a floodlight!
Rowan, why areyou leaving me on read?
ROWAN SHAW!
Me
Imma light up the whole goddamn neighborhood, sunshine…same way you light up my life.
Hannah
Wow…
“Man,that girl’s got you whipped.”
I look up from my screen, schooling thereserved for Hannahsmile off my face. Dubs grin is cocky as per usual. “You don’t know what you’re talking about.”
He laughs as he hands over his credit card to the woman at the register, tuxedo bag slung over one shoulder. “Sure, boss, because spending half the day installing new deadbolts on the house of a woman you’ve known for two weeks isn’t whipped behavior at all.”
I keep my expression polite for the employee behind the counter, but my tone is a warning. “Shut it, Dubs.”
And he does. At least until we get to my truck.
His gaze burns a hole into the side of my head until we’re out of the parking lot. “Stop looking at me like that.”
“Like what? Like your best friend who knows you better than you know yourself and can tell when you’re down bad?”
Ignorance is bliss, I decide, so I don’t respond, opting to keep my eyes on the road instead of acknowledging the hollow ache in my chest. Because he has no idea just how down bad I am.
“So what’s the plan? You gonna move out here or what?”
A barely there shake of my head because…if only. If only that was a possibility any time soon. If ever.