Page 49 of The Ex Next Door
Pants for sure.
Amy:
Cargo shorts and a T-shirt with sandals.
Declan:
No underwear??????
Amy laughed so hard that Bianca looked up from the snack tray.
Amy:
What are you wearing?
Declan:
A hat.
Amy:
You’re so much better at this than I am.
“Is that Declan you’re smile-texting?” Bianca asked, looking over Amy’s shoulder. Then before Amy could stop her, she grabbed her cell.
“What are you doing? Give that back to me!”
Bianca was reading and thumb texting at warp speed. “You’ll thank me later.”
“No, I won’t!”
Bianca handed the cell back to Amy. “You just don’t know how to sext yet. But you’ll get there.”
The text message was so racy and blue that Amy blushed a thousand shades of pink. She wondered if he’d figure out this wasn’t her and was about to text him the truth when he responded.
Declan:
All right, who are you and how do you have Amy’s phone? State your business.
“Ha! He knows it’s not me.”
“Well, that’s a problem. You need to work on your skills.”
He knows it’s not me.
The knowledge spiked a warm thrum of pleasure through her. Hedidknow her, in some ways even better than Rob ever had.
Amy:
It was Bianca. She grabbed my phone. How did you know it wasn’t me?
Declan:
I know you, Tinks. You’ve always been shy.
Amy:
I’m going to be less of that now and a little racier.
