Love me if you dare
I know that's probably not something you wanted, and I'm sorry, but I need to talk to you.
Zara stared at the screen for a long moment before typing back.
Zara: We're talking right now. Look at that. Miracles happen.
Ethan: I mean in person. Please.
Zara: I have a policy against 'please' texts from people who bet money on my personality.
Ethan: I deserve that.
Zara: You deserve worse, actually, but I'm feeling generous today.
There was a long pause before his next message came through, long enough that Zara found herself watching the little dots appear and disappear three separate times, like he was drafting and deleting whatever he wanted to say.