Chapter Twelve
I thought about Ada and Micah all afternoon. I worked on my board and almost screwed it up because I was focused on Ada and Micah and all the things they were doing.
Dammit.
I finally gave up and went inside to cook dinner. I stared at my phone for far too long and nearly burned my damn food. I stirred the vegetables and added a couple pieces of chicken before I sent her a text.
Cooking dinner. You hungry?
I’d never invited Ada over before. Green was not a good color on me. I wanted to be the cool guy who could go out with a woman and not worry about who else she was seeing, but nothing was cool with Ada. She had me twisted up in knots tighter than a boy scout.
Always.
I took a breath and started to thumb a response when another text from her beeped in.
Have plans th
