Page 37 of Stealing Home

“Hell yeah boys!” Heather shouts.

We calm down and realize how late it is.

“Let’s go upstairs. You can take the guest bed.”

“Yeah, I’m exhausted now. That was a lot.”

We make sure all the lights are off and doors are locked and go upstairs. I head to the guest bedroom and Heather goes to her bedroom.

I turn on the TV, plug my phone charger into the wall next to the bedside table, and then crawl under the covers. While channel surfing, I come across Gilmore Girls. I grab my phone and unlock it and before I can think twice, I text Cole.

Adriana: Great game tonight.

I don’t wait to see if he’s going to respond. Instead, I go to the bathroom

Cole: Thank you. Does that mean you watched?

Adriana: Might have.

Cole: Would you be mad if I said that I already knew you did?

Adriana: Depends on how you would know.

Cole: I might have received a really cute picture of you.

Adriana: What picture?

Cole:

I’m going to throttle Heather. While I was hugging Cole’s hoodie, watching Hunter pitch to the last batter of the night.

Adriana: I guess I’m caught. But in my defense, it was the bottom of the ninth with two outs.

Cole: Sure, but that means you brought it with you to the house.

Adriana: Shhhh.

Cole: I won’t tell.

Adriana: What a gentleman.

Cole: I try.

Cole: Heading on to the plane now.

Adriana: Have a safe flight Co

Cole: Worried about me flying?

Adriana: Only in your dreams

Cole: You’re not wrong.

Adriana: ……..

Cole: Too much?

Adriana: I don’t even know.

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