Grace
It’s three in the morning. What are you doing awake? Did you end up at the Hollow?
Alix
Oh, sweet summer beauty. Do you think I’ve been able to sleep? I’m like a kid the night before a field trip. And not one of those educational ones either. Like a whitewater rafting trip or paint ball or something.
Laughing, Grace dropped back onto her bed. It only took seconds for the cats to follow.
Grace
What the hell kind of field trips did your school take you on???
Alix
lol what? Did the nuns never take you to laser tag?
Grace
We once went to the Everglades, but my mom wouldn’t sign the extra permission slip to let me go on an airboat ride. I did learn that it’s a very slow moving river, not a swamp, and it has nine different habitats. Also, a metric fuckton of mosquitos.
Alix
I’ve never been more turned on.
Grace
Maybe because you worked thirteen hours today and have apparently yet to sleep.
Alix
I don’t need sleep.
Grace bit her bottom lip, but it didn’t help her absorb the rush of giddy heat that raced over her warming skin. It was so unfair how quickly Alix could change her mood. Unreasonable how good it always felt to talk to her.
Grace
No? What do you need then?
Alix
DON’T SAY IT LIKE THAT!
Grace
We’re texting! How do you know how I’m saying anything?
Alix
I can hear that sexy voice you used.
Grace
Sure it’s not wishful thinking?
Alix
Oh, I’m wishing alright…
