emailing , and she would never see him again. She figured it was worth a shot because , honestly , it didn’t seem like being available was doing any better.
On Monday , when Nate emailed her , she was not mentally prepared for it and wrote right back. Kicking herself, Becka swore that she would do better on the next one. It was so hard , though. Over the course of all of their emails , the actual conversation had turned somewhat flirty. It was exciting when he said something subtly hot , and she thrilled in being able to reply. When his next email came , she waited five minutes before replying. When he responded almost instantaneously , she made herself walk away from her desk. Becka walked over to Lucy's desk just to say hello. Lucy had a pretty good bullshit radar and asked her why she didn’t just call.
Becka con fessed that she was just trying to keep from replying to Nate . Lucy rolled her eyes and threatened to revoke her friendship. Becka laughed and changed the subject to Curt, who Lucy had started seeing. Lucy blushed and remained mum on the subject , which was huge for Lucy. After killing enough time , she went back to her desk to reply. It was hard , but Becka managed to keep this up the whole week. What sucked was Nate had not called , but at least he was still emailing.
It was Friday night , and all of her friends had plans. Dave had to work , and both Lucy and Crystal had dates. She wanted nothing more than to call Nate and invite him over. If that would not have ruined all of her progress in not seeming needy , she totally would have done it. She really did feel miserable about being all alone. Self - doubt could be so toxic , and Becka seemed to be wallowing in it. It was as though there was a loop that ran on repeat in her mind. He doesn’t like me . He doesn’t want me . What is wrong with me? Over and over again.
It was late when she gave up and took an Advil P M . With no alarm to wake her , Becka slept in. When she ventured out to the kitchen for some breakfast , Becka did her best to be quiet. Dave was home and seemed to already be in bed. She hoped he would want to go out tonight since he wasn’t working. The likelihood of that happening increased with Dave getting uninterrupted sleep. Taking a bag of mini muffins and a glass of milk back to her room, Becka snacked and read.
The book she was reading was a romance . It was annoying how there always seemed to be guys fighting over the main girl. I wish, Becka thought to herself. All she wanted was a text . Half of the books she read ended with a proposal . Not likely.
She did not hear Dave bustling around until late afternoon. She came out of her room when she heard him turn on the TV. Dave was snacking on some chips and queso, randomly flipping channels. He nodded at her as Becka went to sit next to him and help ed herself to his food. Dave gave her a look like “really?” but made no move to stop her. Becka grinned and leaned her head on his shoulder.
"So, got plans tonight , Becks?"
"Nope . W anna go out?"
"That sounds doable."
"Sweet."
Dave felt like playing pool , so they went to the beach bar. She drank piña coladas while Dave stomped her at pool. He was ü ber competitive , and she just didn't care. Whenever she managed to pull off a couple of shots in a row , it was a shock to them both. Some random girls came over to talk to Dave , so they eventually ended up playing teams. Dave tried unsuccessfully to not have her on his team , but these girls had seen her play and were not that stupid, even though they seemed interested in Dave.
This turned out to be an awful decision as the girls, whose names Becka already forgot, started beating them. The girls won the first game easily , and Dave was setting up the balls for a rematch when he recognized one of his buddies from work.
Calling him over , Dave talked him into replacing Becka on his team. His friend, Kyle, who seemed nice , readily accepted so Dave was thrilled , figuring no
On Monday , when Nate emailed her , she was not mentally prepared for it and wrote right back. Kicking herself, Becka swore that she would do better on the next one. It was so hard , though. Over the course of all of their emails , the actual conversation had turned somewhat flirty. It was exciting when he said something subtly hot , and she thrilled in being able to reply. When his next email came , she waited five minutes before replying. When he responded almost instantaneously , she made herself walk away from her desk. Becka walked over to Lucy's desk just to say hello. Lucy had a pretty good bullshit radar and asked her why she didn’t just call.
Becka con fessed that she was just trying to keep from replying to Nate . Lucy rolled her eyes and threatened to revoke her friendship. Becka laughed and changed the subject to Curt, who Lucy had started seeing. Lucy blushed and remained mum on the subject , which was huge for Lucy. After killing enough time , she went back to her desk to reply. It was hard , but Becka managed to keep this up the whole week. What sucked was Nate had not called , but at least he was still emailing.
It was Friday night , and all of her friends had plans. Dave had to work , and both Lucy and Crystal had dates. She wanted nothing more than to call Nate and invite him over. If that would not have ruined all of her progress in not seeming needy , she totally would have done it. She really did feel miserable about being all alone. Self - doubt could be so toxic , and Becka seemed to be wallowing in it. It was as though there was a loop that ran on repeat in her mind. He doesn’t like me . He doesn’t want me . What is wrong with me? Over and over again.
It was late when she gave up and took an Advil P M . With no alarm to wake her , Becka slept in. When she ventured out to the kitchen for some breakfast , Becka did her best to be quiet. Dave was home and seemed to already be in bed. She hoped he would want to go out tonight since he wasn’t working. The likelihood of that happening increased with Dave getting uninterrupted sleep. Taking a bag of mini muffins and a glass of milk back to her room, Becka snacked and read.
The book she was reading was a romance . It was annoying how there always seemed to be guys fighting over the main girl. I wish, Becka thought to herself. All she wanted was a text . Half of the books she read ended with a proposal . Not likely.
She did not hear Dave bustling around until late afternoon. She came out of her room when she heard him turn on the TV. Dave was snacking on some chips and queso, randomly flipping channels. He nodded at her as Becka went to sit next to him and help ed herself to his food. Dave gave her a look like “really?” but made no move to stop her. Becka grinned and leaned her head on his shoulder.
"So, got plans tonight , Becks?"
"Nope . W anna go out?"
"That sounds doable."
"Sweet."
Dave felt like playing pool , so they went to the beach bar. She drank piña coladas while Dave stomped her at pool. He was ü ber competitive , and she just didn't care. Whenever she managed to pull off a couple of shots in a row , it was a shock to them both. Some random girls came over to talk to Dave , so they eventually ended up playing teams. Dave tried unsuccessfully to not have her on his team , but these girls had seen her play and were not that stupid, even though they seemed interested in Dave.
This turned out to be an awful decision as the girls, whose names Becka already forgot, started beating them. The girls won the first game easily , and Dave was setting up the balls for a rematch when he recognized one of his buddies from work.
Calling him over , Dave talked him into replacing Becka on his team. His friend, Kyle, who seemed nice , readily accepted so Dave was thrilled , figuring no
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