Page 133 of A Little Broken

Rory

Hey! Just wanted to let you know I made it home safe. Have fun! Text me when you wake up.

She must’ve sent it last night, but I was too distracted to notice. With a yawn, I type my response.

Me

Hey, just woke up. Glad you made it home safe.

The three little dots appear almost instantly before her reply delivers to my phone.

Rory

No worries. Figured you were a little preoccupied last night. Did you have fun?

Me

If you count three orgasms and a few sore muscles, then yes.

Rory

Three?! Damn. I’ll be sure to give Pax a high-five the next time I see him.

Me

I’m sure he’d love that. Are you still at home?

Rory

Nope. I’m at the library with Hades finishing my English paper.

Me

I still have no idea how that terror passed service dog school.

Rory

Whatever. He’s nothing but a big ol’ sweetheart.

Me

Who hates anyone and everyone around him.

Rory

Anyone and everyone but me, which is all that matters. ;) Are you spending the day with Pax?

Me

Not sure yet, but I’ll figure something out. Good luck on your paper. I’ll see you at home.

Rory

Mmmkay. See you!

The stairs creak as I read her message. Looking up, I find Pax balancing the same tray as the last time I was here. And it’s strange. Replaying both events. Their similarities. Their differences. I definitely don’t miss the headache this time around, though.

“Morning, sleepyhead,” Pax greets me.

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