When’s our next lesson? Jubilee texted that afternoon.
Heath had gotten the text while at work, and he’d ignored it until he’d gone home. He then ignored it some more as he made dinner. When he received a second text that simply said, Stop ignoring me, he couldn’t help but smile.
Not ignoring you, he replied. How about tomorrow night?
That works. I have a date this Saturday, so I need some practice.
Heath’s initial amusement faded, and he was in a black mood the rest of the evening. Restless, he decided to take a jog around his neighborhood in the hopes that he could burn off whatever this was. Even though it was already dark and cold, the chill felt invigorating.
At least for the first few laps. By the time he returned home, his nose was red and half-frozen, his eyes watering from th
