Page 198 of The Hookup Experiment


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Patrick: There's a pool.

Imogen: You didn't lead with that?

Patrick: It's probably not up to your standards.

Imogen: A pool is a pool

Patrick: Come to my place early. We can drive together.

Imogen: No, I have a lesson the Saturday after next. I'll meet you there.

Patrick:I'll send the address. What's your BBQ poison?

Imogen: Grilled chicken. And corn on the cob.

Patrick: Done.

Imogen: Is that all?

Patrick: I'm at work.

Imogen: Even so.

Patrick: Bad girl.

Imogen: I know.

Patrick: I have an appointment soon. But I'd love to break to a picture.

Imogen: Make it worth my while.

Patrick: My response will.

Imogen: Hardball, huh?

Patrick: Absolutely.

I can see her smile. I can see her falling into this teasing. It's easy. I want to stay here with her forever, too.

But the second I close our texts, reality crashes into me.

I need to read her entries.

I need to tell her.

"Oh my god, is he sexting here?" Luna asks. "Gross."

"Can I see?" Dare asks.

"Fuck no," I say.

"If it's just words—"

"Fuck. No."

"Aw, he's protective. Isn't that cute?" Dare asks.

"And if I say your 'best friend' is hot? You don't feel any need to protect her?" Luna asks.

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