Love, Utley (Love Letters #1)

Unknown: You were acting like you didn’t know me. Of course I followed you.

I bite my lip.

Me: Following an unsuspecting girl… Really showing off those Big Bad Wolf behaviors.

I quickly select the option to save his contact. I start to type out Maddox, then decide better of it.

BB Wolf: Come over this weekend.

I read the text again, and my heart rate kicks up.

BB Wolf: Friday evening for dinner.

BB Wolf: And Saturday morning for breakfast.

BB Wolf: And if your family doesn’t mind, just stay all the way through to breakfast on Sunday.

A nervous laugh bubbles out of me, and I glance out my open door to verify no one is straining their necks to look at me over the cubicle walls.

Me: I’ll come over Friday for dinner.

I absolutely intend to stay for breakfast on Saturday, but I’ll let him wonder about it.

After setting my phone down, I log into my computer and open my email.

A new email sits at the top of my inbox. From Maddox.

I click on it, nervous that he might be sending me something inappropriate, but it’s to the whole office. Letting us know he’ll be providing lunch on Thursday. And that it’s not mandatory or formal, just giving a heads-up to those who usually bring their own lunch that they won’t need to that day.

FIFTY-EIGHT

MADDOX

Texting hasn’t been enough.

I drum my fingers against my thigh as I stand in the break room.

I need to see her.

Yesterday, I was across town all day, meeting with my financial adviser, and then this morning, I got pulled into a call before I even left the house, so I left late and just got here a bit ago.

The food arrived at the same time I did, so instead of heading right to Hannah’s office like I wanted to, I followed the caterers.

But now the food is set up. People are starting to file in, grabbing the food they want, and if I don’t sit down soon, it’s going to look weird.

I pull my phone out of my pocket.

Me: Get your ass to the break room.

After hitting send, I stare at my screen until a response comes in twenty seconds later.

Bunny: Cool your jets, Bossy. Some of us actually work around here.

I keep my face even.

Me: If you want to see bossy, keep defying me.

Bunny: In that case…