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She blushes, fighting a smile. “Yeah, I think she wants to start hooking up again.”
“So what? You were going to break up withme?” I tease.
“Olivia and I aren’t quite there yet…” She rubs her hands against the condensation of her waterglass. “But I guess you beat me to the ‘we were never exclusive in the first place’ talk.”
“That’s awesome,” I say genuinely. “I’m really happy for you.”
“Thanks.”
My mind wanders back to Sophia and where she is right now. “Do you really think she’d fuck Theo?”
“Honestly?” She laughs, looking at my terrified expression. “No… but I wouldn’t blame her if she did.”
I glare at her, veins filling with fire at the thought of Sophia with Theo. “Then why did you say that?”
“Because I’m hoping you’ll pull your head out of your ass and go get your fucking girl, dude.”
I throw my face in my hands and groan.
If only it were that simple.
Every time I think the play is in motion, Sophia calls a timeout and we lose ten yards.
* * *
Andi waves before ducking into her building, and I immediately pull out my phone.
SUNFLOWER
Me
Hey Sunflower, you make it home okay?
I sit in the parking lot for five minutes, waiting for a reply, trying to fight myself from driving to her dorm. Just as I’m about to back out of the spot, my phone buzzes.
Sunflower
Nah, I’m still with Theo
Me
Where?
Sunflower
At his place
Me
TF you mean at his place?
You mean MY place?
If you’re at my place you better be in MY bed. Alone.
I don’t know what came over me to send such a possessive text, but my heart pounds against my ribcage as I pull out of the parking lot.
They better be fucking with me.
