He is so cute. I ignore the way my insides burn with images of last night and type down a reply.
Me: I’m glad I’m not the only one unable to sleep tonight. You ruined sleeping for me too.
His reply comes a few seconds later.
Spencer: I wish you were here. I miss you already.
A sigh escapes my lips. How is it possible that I’m falling in love even more than before with the same person I did more than ten years ago?
Me: Me too. I can’t help but think this is insane, though. I can’t make myself believe this is actually happening.
Spencer: I know. But we’ll figure this out, and everything will be fine. I promise.
I want to ask him how, and what he’s planning, but before I have the chance to type my questions, he sends another message.
Spencer: Do you think you can take the weekend off
