Page 132 of Echoes of Us

I saw him read the text and start typing back right away.

Noah Rossi

he has a tell

I found Colin’s tell

it’s still hard as fuck but I found it

Me

what is it?

Noah Rossi

not giving it up like that

I might sell the secret

I smiled down at my phone, pulling a pillow close and getting comfortable on the bed.

Me

really?

not even to me?

Noah Rossi

he pulls his shorts

on the side he’s serving

I laughed out loud at his quick response. Then it hit me: I was doing it again. My smile faded. The same thing I did the night I kissed him and that day on the court. It was like I was choosing to forget all the crap he put me through and let myself be drawn in by the ease of this. So many things about Noah came naturally to me. I was still used to him.

Me

aren’t you worried I’ll sell his secret first?

Noah Rossi

I guess that depends on what you plan to give me for it

then it might be worth it

This came easily to him, too, flirting. I could almost see Noah, probably smiling, biting his lip, waiting for my reaction with ill-concealed anticipation. I felt another pang of guilt. I had no business having sex with someone else when I was still so hung up on him.

Me

you should withhold information until you are paid

that’s how bribing works

Noah Rossi

whoops

I smiled at the screen, flooded with nostalgia and pain. I was fluent in Noah’s language, and he wanted to make it clear he was flirting with me. I had no idea what I planned to tell him on Monday.

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