Page 76 of Hart Breaker

“That’s so rude.”

“Fine, just gag.” She violently fluffs the pillow. I snatch it away and throw mine at her. “Oh my God, was his head on that one?”

“So?” I say as another text comes through.

Hudson:

Okay, last text. I can’t wait for you to get as fucking stoked about us as I am. I’m gonna get to be naked and sweaty with someone who I love being around, and yeah, have adored for a long-ass time. Someone who gets me more excited than football, and Riley, that’s never happened.

Hudson:

And you’re fuck hot and taste better than cookie dough.

Hudson:

Your mom’s hot, too.

Hudson:

In a not-creepy way. We’ll discuss that face-to-face, but trust me.

Hudson:

For real, this is the last one. Goodnight, Riley. See you soon.

Unable to stop smiling, I look over at Lo.

“Have you even replied to the poor man?”

I shake my head, and then I find that one text that stood out above all the others.

Hudson:

Probably should ask you first to be exclusive with me.

I give it a … heart.

I hear Lo outside my room as I set down the blow dryer and yell, “Don’t rush me. I’m trying here.”

I look up when I hear her enter, but it’s not her. It’s Hudson.

“Morning, Brooksie.”

“Morning, Hart. I just have to grab?—”

“I was off the chain last night. I don’t want shit to be awkward, so you call the play for this little trip until I figure out where we stand.”

“You know where you stand.” I shove my dryer brush into my bag. “I hearted the comment just in case you needed clarification.”

He stands up straight and nods. “Yeah?”

“Yeah.”

He smiles as he brings his arm around, and in his hand are flowers. “I’ll learn your favorite someday.”

“My favorite is?—”

“You just tell me when I get it right.”

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