Page 13 of Freedom Ride

I licked my lips and stared at my phone.

Follow my heart.That wasn’t a bad idea, but it was also terrifying.

Hi.I replied. It wasn’t poetry, but I at least replied.

Done with work?He wasn’t exactly spouting poetry at me, either.

Yup.My god, this was painful. It had been so easy to write to Jonas because I could pretty much just word vomit all over the page, and I didn’t have to wait for a reply. I knew it would be a few days or even a week before I would hear back from him.

Now I had instant gratification at my fingertips, and it was scary.

Headed home?

My fingers hovered over the screen.Yup.I cringed and hit send.Why was I so lame?I mean, yes.I closed my eyes and wondered when I started to lose brain cells so rapidly. Yes was the same as, yup, Lennox.

Gotcha, babe. I’ll give you a call tomorrow, okay?

Waiting to talk until tomorrow was probably for the best. I refrained from saying yes three times and actually typed more than one word.I look forward to it.

Okay, that might have sounded a little too formal, but it was better than saying yes two times.

I shoved my phone in my pocket and opened my car door.

Now I could go home and worry all night about what I was going to say to Jonas when he called.

Fun.

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Chapter Nine

Snapper

“Did you get enoughto eat?”

I leaned back in my chair and rubbed my stomach. “I think I ate more tonight than I have in six years, Meg.”

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