Page 20 of Snowbound with My Dad's Best Friend

STEVEN

What the hell is going on with this woman?

It’s almost impossible for me to wrap my head around anything she does or says.

It’s so back and forth.

Just when I think we are having a good moment, she switches up on me and runs away.

I’m getting whiplash.

One minute, she is laughing and flirting with me, and the next, she is running off with no explanation.

And that kiss…what the hell does that mean?

I’m getting too old for the games.

I need to know what her intentions are, what she wants from me.

Especially before I put my all in again, only for her to disappear on me.

I’m not sure I can handle that happening a second time.

Sitting here trying to make sense of it all is pointless and isn’t helping my case at all.

I need to see her, I need to ask her, and I need to make her give me some clear answers.

I want to go to her house, but I’m afraid of stepping on toes or running into Russell.

I won’t have a good excuse as to why I’m there on a random Sunday evening.

Instead, I grab my cell phone and begin typing a text message to send to her.

Steven:Hey, I think we really need to talk. Can you either come to my place, or I can come there if it’s more convenient for you.

After hitting send, I sit back against the couch and hope that she replies.

I’m not sure I can go much longer without an explanation. I’m owed that much.

Besides, with this message, I don’t give her an option to make up an excuse to say no.

If we are going to be in each other’s lives, even with work, we need to get over this hurdle so we can move forward…SoIcan make sense of everything.

My phone goes off almost immediately, buzzing against the cushion directly next to me, and I lunge forward to read what she says.

Becca:I’ll come to you. There’s some company over here tonight. Address?

“Okay. This is happening…It’s okay,” I say out loud, trying to convince myself not to freak out as I text back with my address.

Becca’s never been to my new place, and while I’m excited to see her alone, I’m nervous.

I’m nothing like Cam when it comes to the ladies.

And while I’ve already been with Becca, I don’t want to lose her again or screw this all up.

And besides, five years is a long time to be out of commission.