Page 238 of Romeo

Ma Belle: You established Nebraska.

Me: You added it to the weather app yet?

Silence.

My grin widened.

Me: Fiona?

Ma Belle: Maybe.

I laughed loud enough that Mimic looked over from the bar.

“What?”

“Nothing.”

His gaze dropped to the phone in my hand.

“Sure.”

I flipped him off and went back to the screen.

Me: You did.

Ma Belle: I was curious!

Me: About the weather.

Ma Belle: Exactly.

Me: Absolutely nothing else.

Ma Belle: Nope.

Me: How cold is it here right now?

Her answer took a few seconds.

Ma Belle: Fifty-four.

I opened my weather app.

Fifty-four.

Me: You’re stalking my weather.

Ma Belle: Don’t make it weird

Me: Too late. I’m flattered.

Ma Belle: I’m deleting it.

Me: Liar.

Ma Belle: You don’t know that.

Me: I know you.