JACK (8.04 AM): I’ll be leaving in about thirty minutes. Are you ready?
BABE (8.06 AM): Born ready 😋
BABE (8.07 AM): Should I bring snacks?
JACK (8.09 AM): I already have some stuff packed, and we’ll stop to get some lunch. But pack whatever you want.
BABE (8.11 AM): Of course, like I said I’ve already packed 😜
I stared at her message, a chuckle escaping before I could stop it. She thought she was a snack? Well, sure, she was. She wasn’t just any snack; she was the snack. The ultimate indulgence that I couldn’t have, no matter how much I wanted her.
JACK (8.12 AM): Exactly. Wouldn’t leave for a five-hour drive without my favorite snack. 😘
This felt risky, like I was stepping over some invisible line neither of us had acknowledged until now. Sure, she had been teasing me over text si
