Page 91 of Her Pretty Words

An estimated guess. What is your middle name?

Macy

It’s May for my birth month.

I google her zodiac sign.

Me

If I had known you were a Taurus, it would’ve saved us so much trouble. Our signs aren’t compatible.

Macy

Well, they’re the most sexually compatible.

Me

No surprise there.

Macy

I’m kidding. I don’t know anything about astrology.

Me

Macy May Brookes.

Macy

Yes?

Me

Nothing. I just like the sound of it.

Macy

My dad doesn’t play music when he drives. I should probably stop texting you so we can fill the awkward silence.

I frown.

Me

Text me when you get to your parent’s house.

Macy

Will do. Talk later.

I set my phone beside me and wait for her text, which never comes. Two hours have passed, so I call her twice before she picks up. She sounds half asleep when she answers. “Hey.”

“You never texted,” I say. “I’ve been waiting for your message.”

“I’m sorry,” she says, sounding like she’s mid-yawn. “I fell asleep in the car and hardly remember walking to the guest room. I fell back asleep the second my head hit the pillow.”

I let out a breath of relief. “It’s okay. I’m glad you’re safe.”

“Do you want to stay on the phone while we sleep?” she asks.

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