Page 41 of What If I Hate You
Within seconds, my phone vibrates. I ignore it, but the guys two rows behind me all get the same text and the laughter starts before I can even groan. I hear Bodhi snort again, then Ledger say, “Oh, shit,” and then my device buzzes again, this time with a direct hit.
Harrison
Bear’s in a pissy mood and he can’t keep his eyes off of seat 17C. Something’s up.
Bodhi
[photo of me glaring at the tray table] Dudes he’s in full serial killer mode. Place your bets. Indigestion or boner?
August
Who hurt you, Bear? Was it the hotel eggs or the arena Gatorade?
Ledger
No, it was a woman. I’d bet my left nut.
Griffin
I’ll take that bet. Rivers is in seat 17C looking like she’s plotting a murder. Odds strongly favor her as the perp.
Oliver
I’m just here for the drama.
Harrison
I’m sitting next to him, can confirm he’s in a full spiral mode. Has to be Rivers related.
Bodhi
Ten bucks says he tries to fight her before we land.
August
Twenty says they’ve already hooked up and he’s just brooding because she did it better than him.
Griffin
Fifty says Bear’s got her panties in his pocket right now.
Ledger
What kind of psycho carries a woman’s panties on a flight?
Griffin
A goalie.
Oliver
Science checks out.
Bodhi
I can see his neck vein from here. It’s like a python trying to escape.
August
