Page 121 of A Little Broken

Pax

You had me worried for a minute there. Why don’t you bring her along?

Ignoring my best friend’s stare, I type my response.

Me

Color me intrigued.

Pax

Figured you might be.

Me

Is this because you owe me after the beach?

Pax

I believe you said, “What happens at the beach, stays at the beach,” remember?

By the way, my foot feels much better, thank you for asking. And might I add, your pee is magical.

My eyes bug out of my head, and I look over my shoulder, confirming Rory hasn’t managed to read minds or texts from across the tiny room, and this conversation is between me and Pax andonlyme and Pax.

Hallelujah.

Me

Tell me, did you even read your previous text before sending it?

Pax

Maybe. But the idea of you losing your shit over a completely normal circumstance like peeing on a friend to help the guy out was worth looking like I have a urine kink during a texting conversation.

I bite the inside of my cheek to keep from grinning like a lunatic.

Me

Well, would you look at that. Seems like my plans can’t be changed. But good luck on your do-over.

Pax

Aw, come on, Birthday Girl. You know you’re curious.

He’s right. I am.

Me

I’m gonna need details.

Pax

You’ll have to wait and see, but I promise you won’t regret it.

“What’s he saying?” Rory interrupts.

I peek up at her, unsure how to answer her. “He, uh, he wants to know if we can go to his place so he can have a do-over.”

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