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I want a rematch ASAP.
I’ll let you win if you wear those jeans again.
Yours,
Jake
I brought a shaky hand to my mouth, surprised to find myself smiling like a fool. I wouldn’t have expected Jake to write me flowery, romantic messages. This was his style, and to me, this was nothing but sweet.
Then I opened the pink box, and tears sprung to my eyes. A cookie decorated like a bowling ball with “#1 Champion” written in icing. I’d never been given anything so thoughtful, and that realization took me aback.
I’d been gifted huge, showy bouquets and flashy jewelry. At the time, it had been nice, but looking back, no real thought had been put into them. They were gestures made for other people to see and give Miller pats on the back for being such a loving, giving, wonderful husband.
While Jake…he’d sent this just for me. Our own little joke to make me smile in the middle of my workday. To tell me he was thinking about me and still wanted to see me.
I snapped a picture of myself with the cookie at my lips and sent it to Jake.
Me: Why, Jacob Hayes, I had no idea you could be so adorable!
It didn’t take long for him to reply.
Jake: You’re calling me adorable when you send me the cutest picture I’ve ever seen? Christ, woman, I’m trying to work.
Me: Thank you, Jake. I mean it. You really brightened my day.
My ringtone sounded as soon as the text sent. Jake was calling.
I put the phone to my ear. “Hey.”
“Hey.” His voice sent goose bumps rolling across my skin. “Are you having a bad day, mama?”
“Nothing out of the ordinary. I’m just in my head more than I like,” I admitted. “Your gifts were exactly what I needed.”
There was a brief pause, then, “You were thinking about me? Thinking something you did or said would turn me off?”
I almost laughed at how perceptive he was. “I told you I’ve never dated, and I put all my baggage at your feet last night. I was wondering if I scared you off.”
“You got your answer?”
“Yes.” I looked at the little jar of flowers and my oversized cookie. “You like me.”
His chuckle was warm and comforting. “I do. Pretty sure you like me too.”
“The cookie was a nice touch, but your note kind of pissed me off. You don’t need to let me win. I can do that all on my own.”
“Wear those jeans again and you sure can.”
“Jake…” I sighed as I slid down in my seat like a melted puddle of wax.
“When am I going to see you again?”
“I don’t know. I want to see you soon, but we should take this slow…right?”
“Right.”
My stomach sank. Deep down, I’d been hoping he’d argue with me on that point.
“Lunch tomorrow,” he said. “Do you have the time?”
