I added a winky face for good measure, but as soon as I had pressed SEND, blood rushed to my face and made my cheeks flame. My phone vibrated with a reply immediately.
Liam: I think you’re right. Too bad.
Before I could figure out a reply, I got another text.
Liam: What are you wearing?
Austin: OMG, that was cheesy. And unoriginal.
Liam: Mmm. I see how it is.
Austin: Yes. Woo me with your own words or don’t woo me at all ;-)
Liam: So demanding! Too bad I was never any good at poetry.
Austin: I don’t need poetry. Just don’t be a cliché.
My last message made me squirm. What if he thought I was stupid and high maintenance?
Austin: I’m just kidding. You know that, right?
Liam: I guess that means dick pics are out of the question? ;-)
I almost swallowed my tongue. Was he serious? And what would I respond if he was? I wouldn’t mind a picture of his magnificent cock, but it wouldn’t feel right. It would cheapen what we had, somehow.