“Open your messages.” He came around and looked over my shoulder. I opened my phone and clicked my messages and Brandon’s name appeared below my mother’s name. I grimaced as I saw the beginning of the text. I clicked it, not wanting to, but needing to, get this over with.
Brandon- I’m sorry if you get any of my previous messages. I was mad because I thought you were ignoring me. I figured out your number was blocked on my phone somehow.
As soon as I opened his texts, I saw the three little dots dance at the bottom. I grimaced again because that meant he was watching to see when I read his messages.
Brandon- Hey! How are you? How was your summer?
Amy- Hey…Who is this?
I had his number saved, but not to use it. Shannon had tried to accuse me of texting Brandon behind her back and tried to convince my mom I was trying to ruin their relationship and steal him. My mom made me unlock my cell and typed Brandon’s number into my phone. When nothing popped up, she handed it back. But Shannon swore I was lying or deleting it. So for months my mom made me unlock my phone whenever Shannon started her bull up again she could look. My mom saved his number after the third time.
Brandon- Oh…it’s Brandon. You don’t have my number?
Amy- Oh hi. No, I don’t have your number saved. You are Shannon’s boyfriend. Why would I have your number?
I hoped that pretending to be dumb would end the conversation, but I was not in luck.
Brandon- Shannon and I broke up.
Amy-That sucks. Anyway, did you need anything from me?
Brandon- I was wondering when you were coming back home.
Amy-Oh. I’m heading back today. Why? Did something happen?
Brandon- Nothing happened. I was just wondering. I can’t wait to see you.
Amy-Why?
Brandon- I just am.
Amy-Okay… I have to go. I’m getting on the plane. Bye.
I saw the dots pop up, but I put my phone on airplane mode and closed it. I looked up to see Ronnie laughing as he climbed onto the plane.
I stomped up after him and got to my seat. “What is so funny?”
Ronnie laughed harder. “You learned so much this summer pup, but there is one thing you still need to work on.” I tilted my head and he leaned over the aisle and flicked my nose. “Work on your poker face.” His chuckle broke up his words. “Your face was priceless. Pure disgust as you texted him.”
“Well…come on.” I shot him a side look, and he bent over his knees, laughing harder.
“I know, but in all seriousness. He is an Alpha. And most have egos bigger than a house. If you have that look on your face when he is trying to hit on you, or even talk to you. He will make your life a living hell in that pack.” Ronnie’s face fell serious. “You don’t want to offend him if you can help it.”
I nodded. “You’re right.” I wiped my face and settled into my seat. “But that is a worry for when we land.”
“True.” He settled back and Lynn peeked her head over the seat.
“Alphas are hard to deal with. I transferred from my previous pack because of a similar situation. Some men don’t take no as an answer.” She took a deep breath. “Be careful how you handle the situation. Hopefully, you handle it better than I did.” She settled back into her seat and then the door to the plane was closed.
I took my phone and scrolled up to the top and started into the novel my mom sent me. I was lost in her messages within minutes. It started off normally. She messaged about her day, asked me about mine, but things took a turn after the first week. I felt my face tighten as I read further.
The plane had reached cruising speed, and the flight attendant came around. “Did you need a snack or drink?”
“Give me a glass of red wine. Whatever is on hand is fine.” I growled out.
Ronnie’s head snapped my way, but I ignored him. I was fuming, and I needed a drink to calm my nerves. This had gone so sideways. “What’s wrong, Aim?” I just held up my hand. I needed to finish reading. Ronnie nodded and waited.
The flight attendant brought me my drink, and I downed it. I handed her back the glass, and she cut her eyes to Ronnie, but he just shooed her away.
