Text messages

Sunday, 5:48 pm

"Are you out of bed or still "busy"?" Michael knew that this was coming. For some reason, Lincoln had always loved to make fun of his little brother's love life but he never had the chance to find Michael in such a compromising situation before so what had happened that morning was for Lincoln like a beautiful Christmas gift wrapped in shiny paper and with a huge bow on it!

Michael didn't bite. "I hope you found everything you needed at Ikea."

"I hope you used protection!"

"You're terrible. *angry face*"

"I love you too bro!"

"How much did you pay her?"

"It's not funny."

"So are you alone?"

"Yes."

"She finally came to her senses!"

"Ha ha. Still not funny Linc."

"FYI you can invite her for Thanksgiving if you want."

"Don't know yet what she's doing for Thanksgiving."

"Been too busy having sex?! Good job Mike!"

"Stop!"

"I mean it. For Thanksgiving and for the other thing too ;)"

"Will keep you posted. (For Thanksgiving)"

"Sounds good. But feel free to keep me posted for everything else! lol"

"Okay. Have to go back to my cooking. Say hi to everyone for me."

"Will do. Take care Mike."

"You too."

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Monday, 12:15 pm

Sara was having lunch with her colleague Sam in the cafeteria at Northwestern Memorial Hospital when she received a text message from Michael. It had a picture of the Governor and his daughter attached to it. It was from a newspaper article about the gala. Michael's text read: "Found this in the lunch room today. Man, your father looks gooooood!" Sara laughed out loud and was faced with a very curious Sam. Of course, Sam being Sam, Sara had to explain how her weekend with Michael unfolded… She tried to play it cool but Sam could tell from the little spark in Sara's eyes that this guy was special for her friend.

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Tuesday, 7:32 pm

Sara had been home for less than 30 minutes when she received a text message from Michael. It also had a picture attached to it. "This was delivered earlier today. What do you think?" It showed his newly acquired framed reproduction of "Alastor" on top of his bedroom drawers.

"Looks very good!"

":)"

"Still can't believe that you paid $1000 for it though!"

"But it looks good right?"

"Right. Sure it's okay for me to join you for Thanksgiving?" They had talked on the phone the night before and, upon knowing that her father would be out of town for the week, Michael had invited her to spend Thanksgiving with him.

"100% sure. There's no way you're spending Thanksgiving alone! Scared of meeting my family and friends?!"

"Scared? Absolutely not!"

"Looking forward to it!"

"Me too :)"

Truth be told, Michael was also a bit nervous about bringing Sara to Thanksgiving at his brother's house. Not because he didn't want to introduce her to his family and friends. On the contrary, he was very excited to have them meet Sara. She was amazing. They were going to like her, he knew it. Simply because who wouldn't? What scared him a little though was how his family and friends were going to behave. He just hoped that they (and by they, he mostly thought about Lincoln and his friend Sucre) would not utter too many inappropriate comments in front of her…

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Wednesday, 9:24 pm

"How's work?"

"Slowing down a bit. Finally."

"Need to get to my brother's early tomorrow to build the furniture he bought at Ikea this weekend. Okay for you too?"

"Sure. Do you need an assistant?"

"It depends… Are you going to wear something sexy?"

"?"

"You know every magician needs a sexy assistant!"

"You're not a magician!"

"Well I'm good with my hands…"

"Get your mind out of the gutter!"

"Who is thinking about sex here?! I was thinking about building furniture!"

Sara was too stunned to answer immediately. He was right: she had her mind exactly where he suggested… However, she never liked to let him win in their verbal matches so she countered: "Yeah right…"

"I'm offended that you're thinking otherwise."

If Michael had been with her, he would have heard her snicker after reading his latest message. She might have been thinking about sex but he surely thought about it too. He probably enjoyed playing with the double entendre of the expression. Sara was happy that nobody was in the room to see her blush when she thought about her weekend with Michael and how good with his hands he was. She let out a breath to try to recompose herself and typed: "Yeah I can see your angelic face from here."

"You're spying on me now?" Sara suspected that he probably had the cutest grin while he was writing back.

"Good night, Michael. I'll see you tomorrow."

"See you tomorrow, Sara."

Sara put her phone back in her pocket and went out of the physicians' lounge with a small smile on her lips. That's one of the things that she liked about him: his ability to make her smile, even when he wasn't with her. Yep, she was definitely falling for him… The thought made her heart skip a beat. She was going to see him the next day and she couldn't wait. She felt like a teenager again!