Page 76 of Count On Me

Penny

I think we’ve found our next pet project, Jameson.

Jameson

One Brady at a time, woman.

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EDIE

Me

What are you doing?

I press send before I realise what I’ve done and throw the phone on the bed like it’s a hot potato. I just texted him first. I haven’t done that in over two weeks. It felt natural, just messaging him.

My phone pings a notification at me and I know he’s responded. I gingerly pick it up and then scold myself for acting like a twat. I texted him. I reached out. Even my subconscious is craving him.

Jaxson

I love seeing your name on my phone, baby. I’m just scrolling TikTok. You okay?

I must read the message a million times and each time I linger on the word baby. I can hear him saying it, his voice gravelly and filled with love. Shit, I want him.

Me

Making muscle videos for your adoring army of thirsty women?

I hate the idea of him posing for them but I’m trying to be normal Edie.

Jaxson

Nope, there’s only one woman I want lusting over my muscles…

I gulp. Okay so we’re not going back to the friendlationship we had then.

Me

Only one? You sure?

I ask him knowing his response but needing to read it with my own eyes.

Jaxson

If you still need to ask that, I haven't done a good enough job in convincing you just how much I want you and only you.

Jaxson

That’s on me. But whenever you want me to remind you, just ask.

Jaxson

You’re the only woman I care about, Eddie. The ONLY one.

Jaxson

I miss you like crazy.

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