Page 75 of Chase Lovett Wants Me

He stares at me. I stare at him.

“Maybe give her a little time to recover from this before you launch an interrogation,” Tally suggests. “You could make sure the rest of the pages are down while I talk to Cammie.” Tally ushers me back into the room and closes the door in Colby’s face. “It was Barbiebelle, wasn’t it?”

“Probably, but I don’t know ho—” I stop. Close my eyes. Shake my head. “Chase was reading in the common room.” Last night I posted the chapter while we were waiting for the Terror game to start. I remember coming into the room and Barbie and Annabelle were standing behind him asking what he was doing. He’d mentioned my name and quickly shut the laptop. But obviously not before they’d seen it.

“Okay. So now people know your fic name. No big deal, right?”

“I write Poly MFM romance.”

Her lips pull to the side. “I don’t know what that means.”

“Two guys and a girl.”

She blinks at me. I blink at her. She glances at the pages still fisted in her hand. I try to grab them. She puts a hand out and I briefly consider flipping her over my shoulder to get them.

“Hear me out. Maybe I should read some of this so I can understand why you’re the same color as a sheet and also sweaty.”

I’ve already decided I have to dye my hair and change my entire appearance before I can leave this room again. I may need to invest in the pastels my sister is so insistent work well with my skin tone. “Sure. Go ahead.”

She takes a seat in my desk chair and starts reading the pages she’s holding. “Damn, this is hot.” Tally flips the page. “Wait. These are out of order. Maybe I should start at the beginning.”

I drag myself off my bed and flip open my laptop. I click on chapter one, then squint at the screen. “I have a bunch of new reviews.” Like a lot of new reviews.

“Let me read some of this before you look at them.”

I flop down on my bed. “What if Chase breaks up with me because people know I write threesomeLotR-inspired stories?”

“He already knows about your stories, though. Doesn’t he even read them?”

“Yeah, but everyone knows now. And two guys offered to tag-team me already.”

“What two guys?”

“I don’t know. They were in the hall reading whatever was stuck to my door.” I drag a hand down my face. “This is probably just the beginning.”

“Fuck those guys.” Her lips pucker. “Not literally, though.”

Tally falls silent. After a few minutes she mutters, “Oh wow. Holy shit.”

I don’t say anything. I know the story.

She tugs on her collar, crosses and uncrosses her legs, grips the edge of my desk between page scrolls. “Okay, so now I kind of get the allure.”

“OfLotRfic?” I ask.

“Of MFM. This is superhot. I mean, I don’t know if I’d want to share the actual person I’m deeply in love with, but the fantasy is hot.”

“I picture Chase and a second Chase now when I write those scenes,” I offer.

Her eyes light up. “Like sweet Chase and dirty Chase?”

“Basically, yeah.”

“I can see how that would be inspiring.” She closes her eyes. “Yeah, if I envision my fantasy boyfriend times two that would totally do it for me.”

I have a feeling her fantasy boyfriend probably isn’t her real boyfriend. She goes back to reading.

I pull up my fic on my phone and scroll through the new reviews. Usually there are one or two shitty ones, but several new accounts have popped up and they’re ripping apart every single chapter. It’s brutal.

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