Page 79 of Never Your Girl

And that has everything to do with the girl sitting across from me.

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Holland

I sneak another peek at Bridger from across the table. This newfound friendship that has sprung up between us is seriously disturbing.

And yet, I like it.

The more time I spend with him, the more I find myself falling.

My heart skips a beat as everything inside me freezes.

No way.

Falling is the last thing I’m doing.

So maybe he’s turning out to be different from what I originally thought.

He’s deeper.

Softer.

Kinder.

Fuck.

It’s almost a relief when the chime of my phone pulls my attention away from him. I scoop up my cell and glance at the screen.

A muffled groan rises in my chest.

Mom

Amazing idea! Let’s double date this weekend! Me and Jigsaw with you and his club buddy, Hammer! It should be fun! Let me know if you’re in.

Jigsaw.

Hammer.

Double date.

I blink at the message, half-expecting it to morph into something less insane. My guess is that he wasn’t dubbed Jigsaw because he enjoys putting puzzles together.

And Hammer?

I don’t even want to know how he got that nickname.

Mom’s pop-up romances normally fizzle after a few days. It’s a little disconcerting that this one is still going strong.

“Okay, I’ll bite. Who was that from?” Bridger’s voice cuts through my thoughts as he glances at me from above the laptop open in front of him. “Usually that kind of scowl is reserved solely for me. Should I be jealous?”

“Hardly.” Instead of explaining, I tilt the screen toward him. His eyes scan the message, and before I can pull it back, his fingers wrap around mine, taking the phone.

“Hey! What are you doing?”

His lips curve as his thumbs move across the mini keyboard. “Solving your problem.”

Doubtful.

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