Before the Storm – Unexpected Text

We still had plenty of time before the bar even opened. It was still early in the morning. We’d left the Archives and Walker headed straight for the elevator. “So what time do you want to hit the Ugly Dog Saloon? Google says they don’t open till 5pm. And that’s a little early for me.” Walker smiled. “Does 8 work for you?”

“Sure. I’ll meet you downstairs?”

Walker nodded. “All right. See you then.”

The elevator doors closed, and I heard my phone go off with the random person text. I fished my phone out of my pocket and saw the name “Mysterious blue-eyed boy” written across the top.

I read the message.

Mysterious blue-eyed boy
646-555-2915
Sat, 06/23/2015


I didn’t think you’d call, Nox. Still haven’t, really.
11:31 AM

Mia had my phone earlier – she must have messaged him. I frowned at my phone as I scrolled up to read what she’d sent.

Me
646-555-4512
Sat, 06/23/2015


Hey Sage. I figured I’d introduce myself. I’m Nox. I had a good time last night.
6:45 AM

I sighed and hit the call button and I could feel my stomach flutter as it rang. A familiar voice answered. “Okay, I really didn’t expect to hear from you now. Hi, Nox.”

“Hi. I wanted to call and say I didn’t send that message. But it wasn’t a lie.”

Sage laughed. “If you didn’t send it then who did?”

He sounded amused. “Mia did.” I answered.

“Who’s Mia?” There was a hint of jealousy in his voice as he asked.

“Mia is the wife of my best friend. I went home with them this weekend to see my goddaughter. She picked up my phone and your card was sitting on top of it this morning.”

Sage laughed. “I thought she was your girlfriend. I’m glad to find out she’s not.”

“Not like ever.” I grinned. “I did have a good time last night.”

I headed for the stairs as I listened to Sage speak. “I did too. I honestly didn’t expect you to call. Alice says she gave you her number, and you never called.”

“I’m sorry, I don’t know who Alice is. I don’t keep phone numbers. But you took something of mine. I was left wanting and intrigued.” I confided.

“I figured as much since you shagged her on the dance floor. But I had to try. Right?”

I had to ask. “Did you know what you’d find in my back pocket?”

Sage laughed. “No. But I’m assuming since I took them you did little that night?”

“I went home with Jace and Mia and I danced with a pretty, little brunette, went for a swim and then fell out of bed.”

“Why did you fall out of bed?” Sage sounded concerned.

“A nightmare. Nothing to worry about. Yoga helps with the anxiety from waking up like that.”

Sage hummed into the phone. “So you are flexible?”

I couldn’t help but laugh. “I suppose so. You want to find out?”

Sage hummed again. “Maybe.”

I grinned as my body tightened, I knew he couldn’t see it. “Maybe one day soon?” I asked

“I’d like that.” My body grew tighter yet, and I bit back a groan. Sage laughed, “Stop biting your bottom lip.”

I licked my lips as I did as he asked. “How did you know?”

“All night, when we danced, you kept biting your bottom lip and all I wanted to do was suck it in to my mouth and bite it myself.”

I laughed, “Why didn’t you?”

Sage joined me in my laughter. “I didn’t want to seem desperate or for you to think I was going to sleep with you.”

My phone beeped through and I glanced at it. It was a text from Walker. I put the phone back to my ear. “Sage, I need to go. I got partnered with a new guy at work and he’s texted me. I need to answer it.”

“That’s all right I need to get back to work too. Boss has me on a tight deadline.” Sage sounded a little disappointed. “When you are done dealing with your new partner, send me a text. I like talking with you. It’s almost as good as dancing with you.”

I smiled to myself. “All right. I’ll talk with you later, Sage.”

“Bye, Nox.” The other side of the line went dead, and I took a deep breath. I was so out of my element. I never called anyone, I didn’t keep their numbers to do that. But just the thought of that blue-eyed boy made my body tighten in all the right places.

I took a look at Walker’s text.

Walker Moore
646-555-4972
Sat, 06/23/2015


Any idea what type of place this Ugly Saloon is?
11:37 AM


Me
646-555-4512
Sat, 06/23/2015


Biker Bar? Leather cuts and patches? Didn’t you google it?
11:37 AM


Walker Moore
646-555-4972
Sat, 06/23/2015


Yeah, but I was wondering if it was ya know like your kinda bar?
11:37 AM


Me
646-555-4512
Sat, 06/23/2015


My kinda bar?
11:37 AM


Walker Moore
646-555-4972
Sat, 06/23/2015


A gay bar
11:38 AM


Me
646-555-4512
Sat, 06/23/2015


Hah! I’ve never been there but that don’t mean shit. I prefer dance clubs to bars.
11:38 AM


Walker Moore
646-555-4972
Sat, 06/23/2015


OK. Just thought I’d check.
11:38 AM


Me
646-555-4512
Sat, 06/23/2015


Thanks.
11:38 AM

I sighed and tucked my phone in my pocket and headed into the gym to do a quick work out since I was going to have to miss my evening one due to work. Maybe I could schedule a lunch with Treeca. I checked my schedule, and I found a new appointment for this afternoon – Dr. Hillary Silas wanted a one on one in thirty minutes.

The Last Phoenix (in order)