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Trinity’s phone buzzed. Twice.
She pulled it from her back pocket and glanced at the screen. Two texts. One from Keaton. Well, that was interesting. They had very few text conversations.
The second one was from Fenton.
Crap.
She decided she’d start with Fenton, hoping Keaton’s would be the better of the two.
Fenton:Hey. I’m going to be in Calusa Cove in the morning. I have a business meeting with your dad. I’d like to see you.
That wasn’t going to happen. For a split second, she thought about ignoring Fenton, but when she did that, he did things like showing up at her house unannounced. That was never fun.
Trinity:Sorry, busy all day tomorrow.
Fenton:Working? I can bring by some coffee and a pastry before my meeting? Or maybe dinner after? A girl’s gotta eat.
She groaned. However, this time she would ignore him.
She brought up Keaton’s text.
Keaton:Sorry for being a jerk. Sorry for huffing out. I wanted to say that in person, so I’m sitting on your front porch and realized that makes me even a bigger dick for being that presumptuous. So, can I stay and wait for you to apologize properly? Or do you want me to leave? Apology stands no matter what. I’d like a chance to explain. However, my behavior was uncalled for, regardless.
She blinked and reread the text. Twice.
Trinity:That was long-winded.
Crap. She hadn’t meant to hit send. Her and her fat little fingers.
Bubbles appeared.
Keaton:Took me ten minutes to write it, too.
She chuckled.
“Who are you chatting with over there?” Audra asked.
Heat rose to Trinity's cheeks.
“Better not be that idiot, Fenton,” Baily said. “Lilly told me he’s still trying to win you back.”
“He did text me, but no, it’s not him, and he’s got zero chance. I’m done with him.” Trinity’s fingers hovered over the screen as she contemplated her response.
“Are you going to tell us?” Dawson asked.
“Keaton. He’s apologizing.” She sucked in a deep breath, letting it out slowly. “His texting skills are…amusing.”
Keaton:Seriously. I am really sorry. Please don’t leave me hanging.
Trinity:Sorry. Still at Dawson’s and was in the middle of a convo. Apology accepted. No worries. I am curious about the explanation since you brought it up. So, yeah. I’m leaving here in five. See you at my place in fifteen.”
Keaton:Thanks. See you then.
Trinity tucked her phone in her back pocket. She stared at the fire, which was now more like gray ash with sparks.
“That was nice of him,” Baily said.
Trinity nodded. Her stomach twisted and turned. From the moment she’d met Keaton, she’d been attracted to him. She’d see him in town or at the marina, and she’d find herself staring. It had gotten awkward when she’d been with Fenton, but only because her attraction hadn’t gone unnoticed.