Chapter 39

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BREE

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I hear my phone vibe on my nightstand just as I settle into bed. I roll over and grab it to see the notification.


DEC: Is it weird if I miss you?


My heart flutters and I smile to myself as I read the message over again.

I start to type my response when another text comes through.


DEC: Fuck it I don't even care

DEC: I miss you


I smirk to myself.


ME: How high are u?


DEC: Very

DEC: But it's true


I type that I miss him too, then add a heart emoji. Then delete it. Then add it again. Then delete it. Finally, I settle on a different one and hit send.


ME: I miss you too 💋


I immediately panic after it sends, of course.

I was going for flirty, but is that how he's going to take it? Am I coming off clingy? Is that too romantic-adjacent for him?


DEC: Why is that so fucking hot?


I nearly snort with laughter.

Not particularly sexy, but that's the benefit of texting: he can't see how awkward I'm being in real life.


ME: Which part?


DEC: That you miss me

DEC: The kiss

DEC: That it's you on the other end of the phone

DEC: All of it


I sigh and clutch the phone to my chest for a second. It's getting harder and harder to convince myself I'm not falling in love with Declan Saint-James. And I don't know what to do about it.

He's not exactly the romantic type, but then he says and does these things that—in his own way—are pretty damn romantic.

I decide to change the subject before I get all giddy and say something embarrassing.

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