Zoey looked at her phone as she saw a text. From an old number. She saw the name pop up. Mystery.
She instantly sent yes 👍. Even though she knew it was a trap. Before she had vanquished him or sent him back to hell she had said basically yes. To him. And her and what ever they had.
Walking down she was nervous but when she saw him standing there she practically tacked him. "Your bad dog, for coming back you know "she teased lightly.
Mystery bit his lip slightly after he sent the text. She could easily delete, ignore, or even block his number...but he really hoped that she wouldn't.
The response made his heart flip in his chest and he clutched his phone close for a moment, but released the grip before he broke his phone and he slipped it into his pocket so he could get ready to head out.
He was fidgeting nervously as he waited for her, and then he looked up, just as she appeared at the end of the path and his breathing stopped. Then she was there, tackling him, and his arms went around her middle to hold her close so he could breathe her in. She had really come...and then her words made his head tilt and he huffed softly. "Not a bad dog...I just missed you.." He muttered, glancing at her through his bangs.