Jason chuckled softly, shaking his head. She had sent the first two messages minutes after he left the hospital. Interesting, he thought. The timing said more than the words themselves. After all, it meant that he had left a good… impression.
Well, he had worked very HARD to IMPRESS something upon her for sure.
Anyway, it was time to reply. With a smirk, Jason began typing a response he thought of on the fly.
[It's okay. If you lose your job, I'll take care of you for the rest of your life. If you lose your mind… You might as well lose your clothes too once you're around me.]
The message was bold, a blend of confidence and reassurance, designed to elicit a specific reaction. Jason imagined her reading it, her heart racing, cheeks flushing, torn between disbelief and excitement.
