Page 174 of Falling Out of Hate with You

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OMG I want to have his babies.

Courtney

Would it be weird to cut a piece of his hair off and sleep with it?

Courtney

Our babies would be so pretty with my blue eyes and his wild dark hair, don’t you think?

Courtney

He winked at me.

Courtney

I just died.

Courtney

DIED.

Courtney

DEAD.

“Good Lord,” I murmur, shaking my head. “Courtney shouldn’t be left alone with Drew. I almost feel bad. Perhaps I should've warned him before we left…”

“Nah, it’s good for him.”

“She’s not usually this crazy, but she’s crushed on him since the first day they met.”

“Let me guess. Drew barely flinched.”

“Pretty much. He wouldn’t recognize flirting if it smacked him in the face, pulled his hair, and gave him a titty twister.”

“Jesus. Remind me not to piss you off.”

I shoot him a look, and he smirks at me.

I send Courtney a text.

Viola

Code red: We’re on our way back. If you’re naked, warn us now.

Courtney

Oh like you haven’t seen me naked before?

Viola

Well, I didn’t plan on making it a habit.

Courtney

Fine...but if you must know, Drew and I are at least an arm’s length apart, so I’d say the friend zone has been set in place. :(

“He friend zoned her,” I tell Travis, typing out my response. “If her signs were any brighter, he’d go blind.”

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