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Maybe it does matter more than I want to admit.
Maybe it’s supposed to scare me a little.
Because the truth is, love isn’t a perfect fairytale or some glossy magazine cover—it’s this messy, aching, real thing. And maybe if it’s with Jason Tate, it’ll be just right for the two of us.
Chapter Thirty-Four
Scottie: I want to try . . . not sure what exactly, but I do.
Jason: :grinning: emoji
Scottie: Don’t be cocky, Tate.
Jason: Oh, believe me, I’m not. It’s just . . . you make me happy with that decision. Like, standing-in-the-middle-of-Times-Square-screaming-your-name happy.
Scottie: :rolling-eye: emoji Tone it down, Romeo.
Jason: I’ll try. So when do we start to . . .
Scottie: Yes, let’s start, however . . .
Jason: :grimacing: emoji
Jason: Oh, I’m not going to like that, am I?
Scottie: I have to head to California. Need to check on the OG clinic.
Jason: Would you have gone if you were stuck working with me?
Jason: stuck being the key word here. :wink: emoji
Scottie: Yes, but I would’ve stayed only a few days . . . and they need me there for a longer period of time. Like, long enough to miss your insufferable face.
Jason: What about us? I just fucking won you . . . what exactly did I win, Scottie? Tell me it’s something good. Preferably naked.
Scottie: You won . . . hmm. I think we both got the chance to see if this goes anywhere. We’ll have to handle our communication long distance.
Jason: I’ll take that.
Jason: I’d take a lot less, honestly. But this? Feels like Christmas, my birthday, and a surprise blowjob all rolled into one.
Scottie: :laughing: emoji Don’t push your luck.
Scottie: Also, dinner today?
Jason: Absolutely. I’ll bribe you with dessert. And sexier dessert after that.
Scottie: Tempting.
Scottie: But I’m heading to my parents’ tonight. Raincheck?
Jason: Only if you promise to miss me so much it physically hurts. Like, melodramatic-boy-band-music-video hurts.
Scottie: Dramatic, much? I’ll be reachable, so there's no reason to miss me. Talk to you soon, Jason.
Chapter Thirty-Five
Jason: Hey, beautiful.
