The phone hadn’t rung twice, after hitting the ”dial” button.
Hey Gorgeous, how are you doing today?
She felt her cheeks flushing, to the sound of his voice. Everytime was like discovering it for the first time. She felt him smiling at the other end of the line, and what a smile that was.
She walked back and forth, kicking the dead leaves covering the sidewalk.
Where are you, now?
From the background noises, she could tell he was in his pickup truck.
Oh, you know, in between jobs….
He used to build houses, but he was the ambitious type, and in the short time she had come to know him, he had made himself the foreman of many building sites around the area. ”All for he better” she thought. Less risks, more responsabilities… A little more time off, and she sure wouldn’t complain about that.
I’m still a little worn out, I partied a bit too hard last weekend.
That explained his silence of the last couple of days… He giggled, saying he wouldn’t drink a single drop of alcohol for the following month.
We’re not 20 anymore, are we?
She wished she had been at that party. Downing shooters like teenagers, discovering the fun of getting drunk.
I have to go, I was on a break but the job’s calling!
He sighed, she loved how he did that.
Call me tomorrow, Gorgeous.
The request made her smile, did he feel that?
I will… Maybe.