Chapter 12
The next afternoon, Dustin texted Annabelle.
“Had a great time last night! Hope we can do it again.”
She took about a half hour to respond. “It was great. Love to!”
Perfect. This was going well. Now he just had to find a way to make a move on her without her knowing it.
“What are you up to today?” he asked.
“Laundry, cleaning. Fun stuff.”
He waited a few minutes to avoid looking to desperate with his responses. “Always good. Glad I have a cleaning lady. Don’t think I’ll be getting off the couch today.”
Her responses weren’t immediate either, but consistent. “Aww, lazy bum. Lol.”
“No, it’s not that. Though I wouldn’t mind a lazy Saturday. Haven’t had one in ages. I’m so sore, I can barely move. Coach worked us hard yesterday. Sleeping made me stiffen up.”
He chuckled to
