Page 37 of Stealing Home

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“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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