Page 174 of Vexatious Queen

R: OMG, why are you so frustrating?

NASHOLE: Cause I am.

R: I’m going to ignore you now.

NASHOLE: Never forget what happens when you ignore me.

R: Yeah…I’m not too concerned about you spanking me anymore.

NASHOLE: Oh yeah? Why, because you like it when I do?

R: Maybe.

NASHOLE: Hmm, my own tactics thrown back in my face. Guess I deserve that.

R: You do, but seriously, was there a reason for your text?

NASHOLE: Yes, there is. I don’t like this schedule you made for me.

I cocked my eyebrow at my phone.

NASHOLE: Don’t you give me your annoyed look.

Standing, I went to the door and looked out in the hallway, but he wasn’t there.

NASHOLE: I’m not there. I just know you all too well.

R: Okay, that’s not creepy at all. Maybe you really are my stalker.

NASHOLE: Oh, I’m your stalker, alright, just not the one leaving nursery rhyme messages.

NASHOLE: Speaking of, has there been anything new?

R: No. It’s been very quiet. I’m not sure which is worse. The waiting for what is coming next or the messages themselves.

NASHOLE: Definitely the waiting. I’m not very patient on the best days, so this asshole is pissing me off. Just show yourself already.

R: You didn’t just put that out into the world. Are you trying to get me killed?

NASHOLE: I mean, I do hate you.

R: Funny.

NASHOLE: I thought so. Anyway, you’re with someone, right?

Rory was extremely focused on his assignment and looked mighty cute with his glasses pulled down low as he typed.

R: Yes, I’m helping Rory today. One other student came in and stayed for like fifteen minutes. But when I wouldn’t just give him the answers and made him think about his questions, he left.

NASHOLE: Good to hear it. But back to my schedule. I haven’t seen you since Saturday. That is way too fucking long to go without you. Just saying.

I smiled, and heat flushed my body. Even my ears started to burn.

R: Is that so?

NASHOLE: Yes. Yes, it is. We need to revise this thing.

R: Aren’t you at swim practice with Richards?