*Ding*
Matty anxiously checked her phone, feeling stupid as she saw the notification she had heard was only a fitbit reminder. She sighed, feeling more exasperated with herself than the object of her affection. At this new label she cringed, she had it worse than she thought. She had been attempting to busy herself with work, reading through files about the Phoenix Foundation's newest cases, but she knew it was useless. Ever since that night – here she paused her train of thought, reliving the night of passion that had changed her entire worldview only a few days ago. Had it really only been a few days? It felt as if eons had passed. She couldn't help but try to anticipate their next meeting. It shouldn't be long, they did work together after all.
"Hey, Matty-" a male voice behind her startled her out of her reverie. "Mac!" She said, startled. She gazed up at him, his pale blue eyes narrowed with concern, his blond hair tousled over his forehead in that California surfer kind of way. Matty couldn't help mentally comparing him to her paramour, how poorly Mac looked comparatively. She realized suddenly that Mac was talking. "-we need to talk about Puerto Rico. I'm worried about Riley, she usually doesn't get wrapped up in cases like this." Matty shook her head, his words annoying her like gnats, the meaning currently outside of her understanding. "I'll talk to her." Matty promised, hoping this would sate Mac and leave her in her confused solitude once more.
Thankfully Mac seemed to accept this, and moments later he was back out in the hallway where Jack had been waiting. They stood there for a moment, talking in furtive tones. For a moment Matty wondered if Mac was talking about her, if he knew something was up. But then the scene became clear as Jack's exasperation turned to laughter as he attempted to hold his iPhone out of Mac's reach. Jack seemed so juvenile now, his Texas brand of swagger false. Sure, he had seemed cute initially, but he didn't get her. There was only one man that could do that, and he wasn't answering her texts right now.
Suddenly her phone buzzed again in her hand. Could it be? She tried to keep her hopes in check, after all, it was probably just a calendar reminder. Still, her hands shook slightly as she turned her phone over. The name that lit up the screen seemed to light up Matty's very soul too. He wanted to see her. Tonight. Matty texted back almost too quickly, but how could she not? She knew she would do anything for Bozer.