Page 63 of I Heart Mason Cartwright
Willow
“Kill. Me. Now.”I sink down next to Zach in a patio chair.
“What happened?” he asks, looking up from his tablet where he’s currently sketching illustration ideas for his book.
“He saw your text,” I whisper in case Mason comes out here while we are talking.
“Which one?” Zach whispers back.
“Which one? The one youjustsent!”
“What was he doing with your phone?”
“I was showing him the menu for the sandwich place. And your text popped up.”
“Oh. You should really have the text preview turned off.”
“You think? Not that it helps me now. Must you be so graphic in your texts?”
“Don’t blame this on me. Besides, you were the only one who was supposed to see it, so it didn’t matter.”
“Ugh.” I bury my head in my arms.
“I hear you’re going to get sandwiches. Can you grab me a couple sodas too?” I hear Mason’s voice from behind me.
“Of course, I can. And put your money away. As long as you are working, we will make sure you are fed.” Zach stands and closes his tablet.
“Thanks, man,” Mason says.
“Ta-ta for now,” Zach says, and I hear his footsteps retreat. The chair next to me squeaks and a shadow falls over me. I’m assuming Mason has sat down, but I refuse to look up to see.
“Hey,” he says softly.
I put one hand up and wiggle my fingers slightly in return. I’m not going to lift my head. Not ever again. I’m going to stay here like this until Mason is through with waiting for me and decides to leave and go back to where it is he comes from.
“Can you look up?” he asks.
“No.”
We sit there for a moment before he says, “Okay, so I saw the text. It’s no big deal. So, you have a little crush.”
“It wasn’t about you,” I lie.
“Oh,” he says. “Who was it about?”
“Someone else’s fiancé.”
He chuckles. “Doesn’t Zach call AshLynn Lil’ B?”
“No.”
“Oh.”
“He calls her Lil’ Brooks.”
“Right.” He draws the word out slightly as he says it.
“And anyway, we were talking about her other fiancé. You aren’t the only one, you know. She has many. So don’t go feeling all special.”
