Page 40 of Love You Madly

Me:

Trying to read a book but failing miserably. I love reading, but sometimes I struggle with it. I think I’m more of an audio learner.

There it is again, that vulnerable side I hate showing. It feels stupid admitting something so simple, yet it’s a piece of me I can’t help sharing with him.

Owen:

Do you want me to leave you alone so you can read?

Me:

No, that’s okay. I’m sure you can think of another way to keep me entertained.

The second I hit send, I freeze. That sounded way more suggestive than I intended. Shit.

Me:

Woah. I meant, like, keep me distracted from the book. That sounded way worse than I meant it to.

Owen:

Oh, did it now? So you admit there was some intention behind it?

I bite my lip, my face flushing. What am I doing? This is insane.

Owen:

Relax, Callie. I’m just messing with you.

Me:

Don’t tease me if you can’t please me.

What the hell did I just send?! My heart races as I stare at the screen, waiting for him to react. I need to backtrack.

Me:

Sorry, that was a lot. Can I get a do-over?

Owen:

Haha! Sure thing. Wanna play a game?

Me:

That sounds dangerous.

Owen:

Only if you want it to be.

Me:

Oh my god! OWEN!

Owen:

Callie, you’re making this way too easy. Especially screaming my name like that. I’m pretty sure I can see you blushing from here.

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