Wednesday evening found Kat chopping onions for dinner in the kitchen at Leah and Briley’s house. Her thoughts never strayed far from Dylan since their lunch date last Thursday. Saturday she’d worked up the nerve to text Dylan and felt a deep sense of relief when Dylan replied. Every day they’d been texting like clockwork and she’d even received several silly texts from Emma.
All the signs she’d received thus far pointed to the fact that she was going to have to take it slow with Dylan. The last thing she wanted to do was scare her off or push too far. The slower pace didn’t bother her, but she hoped that in the end they could move from friendship into more. That was what she wanted to come of this, but she would have to find a way to deal with everything if Dylan ever only wanted to be h
