Right after she entered her bedroom and escaped Luke's line of questioning, she checked her phone. She was disappointed to see that Noah had not contacted her.
After what happened with them last night, she was expecting him to pester her this morning. But there was nothing.
She was debating with herself whether or not to send the first message. Her pride was saying no, but she missed him. She wanted to know how he is doing this morning. So, she sent him a good morning text.
After sending the message, she threw the phone on her bed like it was burning her hand. She sighs deeply as she closes her eyes in irritation. She knew she was acting weird, but she couldn't help it.
This is something she has never done before. No man ever received a good morning text from her. Neither her father, grandfathers, nor Luke.
