Reece: Hey. Home yet?
I smiled, ridiculously happy that he was still communicating with me. After last night, I wasn’t so sure.
Me: Yes. Got back couple hours ago
Reece: I want to see you
No mincing words. I hesitated, resisting the immediate urge to type “yes.” I needed to consider this. Use logic instead of wild impulse, which seemed to be my only setting when it came to him.
The screen went dark. The phone buzzed again in my hand, a new message from Reece lighting up the screen.
Reece: Open the door