Page 92 of Pucking Rebound

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Jordy:

Forget clothes, you won’t need them.

Me:

Merry Christmas, Jordy xoxox

Jordy:

Merry Christmas, Teacup. Enjoy your day xoxox

Me:

You too.

Jordy:

That’s not going to happen. My mother invited Sienna and her parents for Christmas dinner.

I re-read his last text. My grip around the bauble he bought me tightens and then eases off before I place it in its box.

I’m jealous.

So jealous.

And we’re not even dating.

I type back, pressing every letter harder than I mean to.

Me:

Have fun. I hope Sienna chokes on your mother’s turkey.

I delete the last part about Sienna, then press send.

Jordy:

You’re currently wishing you were a fly on the wall. Don’t lie, Lola. I know you like me more than you want to admit.

This man is so observant.

Me:

You don’t know me that well. I’m cool.

Jordy:

You’re not cool.

Jordy:

I know you better than you think I do.

Me:

You do not.

Jordy:

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