Page 8 of Craving You

Where she planned to take yet another pregnancy test.

This would be her third one—she’d been taking them daily—and it looked like she was going to have to face the reality of the situation. Sighing, she opened her locker, grabbed her duffel bag, and changed. For a moment she considered taking a shower here, but opted to wait until she got home so she could put on jammies afterwards and truly relax. She was packing all her things up when her phone dinged with an incoming text.

Fishing for her phone in her purse, Hailey tapped the screen and saw it was from Billie. “Huh. That’s odd. I wonder what she wants.”

Then she opened the text and found a picture. It looked like it was from the wedding reception, and…

Billie: Do I want to know how you and my brother-in-law ended up kissing in this picture?

“Crap,” she mumbled. What was she supposed to say to that? It wasn’t like she could deny it.

Hailey: What can I say? Max was a delicious flirt, and I couldn’t help myself!

Hailey: Are you mad?

Billie: What? No! Of course not!

Billie: I’m just surprised I missed it.

Hailey: Well, it was your wedding day. You were kind of busy.

Billie: True. Very true.

Billie: I know I’m being totally nosy here, but…are you interested in Max? Like, are you going to see him again?

Ooh…awkward.

Hailey: I mean…if we lived closer, it would be great.

Hailey: I like him a lot, and he seems like a great guy, but I’m here, he’s there and it just seemed like one of those fling things.

Then she held her breath and waited for her older cousin to reprimand or lecture her about…flinging.

But she didn’t.

Billie: Oh. I’m a little bummed, but I get it. Max truly is a great guy, but I guess logistics aren’t really on your side.

Sadly, Hailey nodded.

Billie: I just hope this doesn’t prevent you from ever coming to visit.

Billie: And tell Sloane there’s a town festival coming up.

Billie: With a kissing booth.

Billie: The little weirdo. LOL!

Yeah, her little sister definitely had some sort of strange fetish for kissing booths, but…whatever.

Hailey: I promise to tell her, and you have nothing to worry about. I won’t have any problem seeing Max again.

And it’s probably going to happen sooner rather than later.

Billie: Okay. Whew! Good.

Billie: Then I guess you’d be okay with me giving him your number?

Yes! That might make things a lot less awkward when she had to talk to him after she went to the doctor.

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