Page 34 of Ruthless Rose

Me:Okay. I guess I’ll shoot him a text.

Shit.I can’t believe it didn’t occur to me that there should be something for me if he messes it up. Flipping over to the text thread he’d started the other day, I stare at the screen for several seconds before I get enough courage to send him a message.

Me:I think we need to clarify the finer points to our bet.

The dots start jumping almost right away and my heart gives a little leap. I guess he’s not too busy with whatever he’s doing with Alora to text me. That shouldn’t make me happy, but dammit, it does.

Daph’s Dream Dick:Be more specific.

Me:Well, we said I’d attend the game on Friday if you passed with at least a B.

Me:But we never said anything about what happens if you don’t.

Daph’s Dream Dick:Interesting.

Me:What?

Daph’s Dream Dick:I just didn’t take you for one to bet against me.

Me:Micah, that’s not what I meant …

He doesn’t respond. Oh, man.Way to stick your foot in your mouth, Daphne. I totally did not mean that I didn’t think he’d do it. More of a this is what will happen if you don’t kind of incentive. I’m busy chastising myself when another text comes through a few minutes later.

Daph’s Dream Dick:If I don’t pass, instead of going to the party after the game, I’ll read or watch a movie with you instead.

Daph’s Dream Dick:You said that’s what you like to do on Friday nights, right?

My eyes widen. Like … here? Micah in my house?

Me:Deal.

My text comes across way more confident than my thoughts. I’m anything but sure of myself where someone like Micah is concerned. At the same time, I yearn to spend more time alone with him. Whether that’s because of the ease of our conversations or how he makes my body quake, I can’t say for certain.

I have to admit, though. I’m kind of dying to find out.

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