Darius tuts and steals my phone off me. Before I can stop him, he sends a text to Daxton on my behalf.
I read it and whack Darius across the arm, horrified by the message. “Are you insane?”
Jordan
Missing you.
I’m quick to send a follow up message. The last thing I need is for Daxton to think I’m into him.
My friend sent that message. Sorry.
Daxton “Dickhead” Hawk
Cute. You’re talking about me with your friends. I’m curious to know what you’ve told them.
Not much. Just the basics of our situation. They already know who you are. Seen you in the media.
When no reply comes through, I send another message.
How are you?
Wow. This is progress if you’re asking how I am.
Shut up. You said you want us to be friends. I’m trying.
“She’s smiling at her phone,” Darius says.
I look up from the screen and realize all three sets of eyes are on me, and that yeah, I am smiling.
Goddammit.
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Daxton
Jordan 12:29 PM
So, what are you doing?
Daxton 12:29 PM
In a meeting.
Still? You were in a meeting an hour ago.
These meetings can drag on. What are you up to? Something fun I hope.
Just got back from shopping with my friends. About to go for a swim.
12:31 PM
Enjoy.
Daxton 2:01 PM
How was the water?
2:02 PM