Page 146 of Fake Game

LEE:SHE SAID U SLEPT THERE

LEE:AS IN SLEPT THERE SLEPT THERE

LEE:PICK UP UR PHONE NOWWWW

Lee’s face immediately fills my screen as her call filters through.

I glare at Stevie, who gives me a not-so-sorry smile as she clasps her hands back in her lap.

Dammit.

“Hel—”

“What the hell, Deer?” she whines. “As your best friend, I am seriously butt hurt right now.”

“Sorry, I—”

“Did you sleep with Jackson? Wait, no. Don’t tell me. He’s like a brother. I don’t want the details.”

“Then why’d you call?”

“Because I feel left out.” She lets out a loud huff, and I can imagine her pouting in my mind. “Are you guys dating?”

“That’s kinda hard to explain.”

“What do you—"

I frown, looking down at the totally black screen.

Shit.

I never charged it last night.

Lee is going to chew me out later.

“I need to go plug this in.” I wave my phone at the girls before slipping off the stool and padding over to Jackson’s bedroom.

Are you guys dating?

At this point, I have no idea what’s going on between Jackson and me. We’re sitting in this gray area that just gets murkier and murkier with each passing second.

How am I going to explain this to Lee when even I don’t understand what’s going on?

I stifle my groan as I twist the handle to his bedroom.

“I’ll have to ask Deer, but I can’t make any promises.”

I freeze.

Jackson switches to Cantonese, but there are a few English words peppered throughout. I try to weave together what I can, but it’s no use.

“Just tell her I’m sorry and that I’ll try, all right? Okay. Thank you. Bye bye.”

He hangs up, and I take that as my cue.

“Hey.”

“Hey.” He gives me a quick once over. “How much of that did you hear?”

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