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"Night, Finn," I murmured.
Finn waved over his shoulder as he left, and I just stood there, staring.Excitement mixed with nervousness and a healthy dose of fear.I wasn't sure what to feel.But as I watched him go, enjoying the view a little too much as he walked away, one thing was clear.
This was either the best idea…
…or the worst.
I couldn't wait to find out which.
CHAPTER 3: Rose
Two thousand words a day.
That was my writing goal, and usually, I hit it.
When I was really on, I could double or even triple that number.
How hard could it possibly be to write a contract?The answer to that was: Very.Apparently, coming up with a document covering all the possible pitfalls of this deal between Finn and me was difficult.I still wasn't sure I got it right.
But after three drafts, scribbling until the wee hours of the morning, I'd fallen into a restless sleep.Even when I woke up, memories of Finn on my bed, looking at me with those intense gray eyes, haunted me.
Maybe this was a sign.
If safeguarding our friendship was this hard, perhaps we shouldn't do it.
I bit my lip as I looked over the contact(s) again.My car's air conditioner was on full blast.It was hot outside, and as I sat in the parking lot of the Southern U Wolves' practice field, I started to sweat.
Why was I doing this again?
My phone started ringing, and I answered immediately.
Grandma Rose never called this early.
"Heyyaya, what's wrong?" I said.
"Hello, granddaughter," she said, "how are you?"
"I'm fine.But what's wrong?"
"Nothing, honey.Why do you sound so worried?"
I shrugged even though she couldn't see it."Your soaps are on.You never call during your soaps."
"Ah yes, well, it's reruns today," Grandma Rose said."Luckily, it's an episode I love, or I'd be writing them a colorfulletter about how at my age, I don't have all the time in the world.You know?"
I exhaled with a smile.
She was good.
Nothing bad had happened—at least, not yet.
"I'm glad you're okay," I said, meaning it."And I still say you'll outlive us all."
"I might at that," Grandma Rose said with a laugh then paused."Actually, I do have something to tell you."
I waited.
"That mean director sent me another nasty gram."
