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I cannot believe I’m typing this and actually sending it, but I miss you.

I hit send before I could lose my nerve and immediately buried my face in my pillow, groaning. Idiot.

My phone buzzed five seconds later.

R

That makes two of us.

I smiled so hard it hurt.

Me

You’re not just saying that to be nice? Because that’s dangerously charming of you.

R

No charm. Just the truth. Actually… Maybe a little charm. But mostly the truth.

I laughed quietly into the blanket, rolling to my side. The ache in my chest from earlier had dulled now—still there, but softer.

Me

Last night was a lot. I am sorry you got caught up in it. But thank you, a broken nose suits him

R

Haha, it does. You were strong. I am proud of you.

Me

You always know what to say. That’s so unfair.

R

I just say what I mean, Wren.

My chest fluttered at that. I typed, then paused. Deleted. Rewrote. Then, finally sent my text.

Me

I wish I could’ve kissed youlonger last night.

No response right away. For a second, I thought I’d ruined it. I said too much. Then the typing bubble appeared.

R

You have no idea how badly I wanted that, too. Honestly, I wanted to do more than just kiss, but I didn’t want to overstep. Next time, I won’t let anyone or anything interrupt.

My thighs pressed together, instinctive and desperate, chasing the pressure building between them. Every word he sent made it worse. It made me ache in a way I couldn’t ignore anymore.

Me

Soooo… There’s gonna be a next time?

R

Fuck yeah, there’s gonna be a next time.