Page 23 of A Pretty Fixation

She doesn’t need to. Even I know that I’m full ofshit. There’s no way I’ll forget a guy like Caleb.

My phone starts to vibrate on the way from myfinal class of the day. I’m unable to fight off the spurt of warmth brought onby Caleb’s row of texts.

Favoritehorror movie?

Favoriteice-cream?

Favoritebook?

I’llkeep texting until you respond.

Blockme, and I’ll use a different number.

Gosh.

I consider ignoring him, but honestly, it’s hardto deny the side of me that wants this. “Fine.” I sit on a bench by the treesand text him my answers.

TheConjuring.

Saltedcaramel.

Atthe moment, Brutal Prince.

It’s a mafia romance novel.

Bubbles appear, indicating he’s typing. His textarrives soon, and I envision his pleased grin while reading.

TheConjuring is my favorite too.

Ifind salted caramel overwhelming.

Ilove chocolate in everything.

Yourchoice of book surprises me.

Notbecause it’s romance, so don’t feel offended.

Whythat?

I snort, cross one leg over the other, and type myresponse, hitting send.

Themain guy acts like a beast.

Buthe’s a softy at heart.

He’sprotective and will do anything for the

heroine.She pretends as if she hates him, but

she’ssecretly in love with him.

Caleb texts back shortly.

I’mcurious now.

Sendme the link for the book.

Theheroine sounds like you.

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