Chapter 11

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As I dried off, my phone signaled a new text. I grimaced—the only person who texted me at this hour on a Saturday was my boss when she wanted me to cover for someone. The last thing I wanted was to work on one of my few days off. With a sigh, I dried my hands with the towel and tapped my screen to read the message…

…and dropped the towel.

It was Liam. Good morning. I hoped you’d use my number.

Liam had texted! Not even ten minutes after I’d texted him!

I did a little happy dance. Completely naked. In my bathroom. Butt wiggling and arms flapping like I was doing the “Chicken Dance,” and a smile split my face in two. I’m sure I couldn’t have looked sillier if I’d tried.

After snagging my towel from the floor and throwing it over my shoulders, I tapped out a quick reply.

Austin: How was the sunrise hike? Any more accidents?

I added a winking emoji, and rushed through the rest of my morning routine.

Liam: Ha ha, very funny.

Austin: I notice you didn’t deny it.