Chapter 13
He waited several hours to text her again. As it turned out, his timing was perfect. When he picked up his phone, a text from her came through.
“How are you feeling?”
Wow. She was reaching out to him. This might be easier than he thought. If she was the nurturing type, he could play that up easily.
“Better. I can move a little, and I’ve been able to get up and walk around, but I’m still pretty sore.”
“What are you doing for it?”
“The pills helped. I couldn’t get a massage, though. All booked up.”
“Bummer.”
“If you’re still willing to help me out,” he texted, “I could really use it.”
“Sure. What do you need?”
“Food. I haven’t eaten all day. And maybe you could massage me a little? You’re so strong. I know you’d be good at it.”
A few minutes later, she said, “I’d be hap
