Page 64 of The Love Lie
“Right. Apackingemergency.”
“Ugh, fine.” Sam rubs at her neck as an uncomfortable itch forms beneath her skin. “Never mind.”
“No. No. I’ll give it to you.”
“Forget I asked.”
“God,” Nina mutters. “The two of you are so annoying. I really should be getting a bonus for all this overtime I’m putting in.”
“What overtime?” Realization hits. Sam fights her grin. “Did you talk to him? Did he ask for my number?”
“Do you want him to have asked for your number?”
“No.”Yes.
Nina snickers.
Dammit.
“I’m hanging up.”
“I’m putting his number in my email.”
“Goodbye, Nina.”
“Good luck, Sam.”
She frowns. But before she can ask what she needs luck for, the line goes dead. Sam stares at the black screen for a moment, then releases a breath. It comes out almost like a laugh as a giddy smile takes over her face. She bites her lip, trying to fight the ridiculous reaction, but it’s no use. Bubbles of happiness swarm up her chest like freshly popped champagne. She covers her mouth with her hands and squeals like a fifteen-year-old who’sjust been asked to prom. It’s embarrassing, actually. Thank god no one—
“So, Nebraska, huh?”
“Jesus Christ, Winnie!” Sam clutches at her heart. “You havegotto stop doing that.”
“Doing what?” her roommate challenges in disbelief. “I’m literally just sitting here. It’s not my fault you’re too inloveto notice what’s going on around you.”
“I’m not in love.”
“No? Care to elaborate on what the hell that sound that just came out of your mouth was if it wasn’t love?”
Sam opens her mouth to retort.
She’s got nothing.
“See?” Winnie grins triumphantly. “Love.”
“Stop saying that.”
“Love.”
“I’m going to throw another pillow at you.”
“Love.”
Sam chucks a pillow.
Winnie dodges. “Love.”
“Oh my god!”
