Avery: Wow. I’m surprised I said that. I’m not full of myself like some people.
Me: You should be. You’re hot.
Avery: Don’t have to suck up, Jace. I’ll more than likely have sex with you again.
Me: Um, who said anything about sex, you freak?
Avery: lol, whatevs.
Me: And get used to it.
Avery: Used to what?
Avery: Being a freak?
Avery: I think I got that in the bag.
I grin as I shake my head.
Me: Believe me, you do, but I mean get used to me telling you how gorgeous you are.
Me: Because someone as exquisite as you needs to be told daily how beautiful I think you are.
Avery: …
I laugh out loud, but it turns into a yawn as I type back.
Me: What’s up with the dots?
Avery: Oh sorry, I’m swooning.
Me: So dots mean swooning?
Avery: For you they do.
Me: …
Avery: …
Sending her a winky face emoticon, I place my phone on the nightstand and close my eyes. I have at least two hours for a good power nap, and nothing is going to prevent me from getting those hours. I have to be refreshed and ready to devour Avery after her gig. I have so much planned for our first date that we aren’t calling a date because she doesn’t do labels. I can’t wait. But first, sleep. I need sleep. Just then my phone starts to ring with Jayden’s ringtone.
Damn it! Can I get a break here?
“Hello?”
“Way to go, loser. Coach wanted to talk to Baylor on his own.”
“My bad,” I mumble.
“Yeah, she’s freaking the hell out, yelling at me for keeping it from her and yelling at him for not talking to her first. So, thanks.”
“Anytime, I love making your life hell.”
“Whatever. Did you throw up a bit in your mouth? I hope you did. I hope you imagined him banging our mother.”
“Oh my God, you douche.” He laughs at that as I gag.
“Gross, right? He’s my father-in-law, for God’s sake!”