Page 30 of On Thin Ice


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Tyler:Jonah!

Tyler:Jonah!

Tyler:Jonah!

Tyler:Unlock your phone!

I was so busy typing the next annoying message that I missed the bouncing dots, and the waterfall of green ticks showing he’d read each one. I backspaced my obnoxiously annoying pokes at him and changed the message.

Tyler:Are you there?

Stupid question given I knew he was there now, but still, it was something to type.

Jonah:We can talk tomorrow.

Well, that was a shit message. I wasn’t ready to wait until tomorrow. So, I video called him, and even though it took a few rings, he finally answered, and I could see the caution in him as I propped my phone on my knee. Not the most flattering view for him to see, but I needed the use of my hands if I was going to persuade him to listen to me.

“Hi,” I said. Great start, not.

“Is everything okay?” Jonah asked immediately. “I told Soren and Felix to look out for you—”

“I would have been far happier if you’d stayed,” I interrupted and pointed at him. “Whatever Miles said was just a steaming pile of nothing.”

Jonah blanched. “I know. I promise you I wouldn’t have used those words or locked you anywhere, but…” He stopped and rubbed his face with one hand, the phone wobbling. “I was still part of it.”

“I see.” I waited a beat. “So, every time Miles pops up, you’re going to think I don’t want to be near you anymore?”

“Wait, no. This isn’t about me; this is about you. How can you even want to kiss someone like me, who didn’t intervene when—”

“Because you’re cute. And smile at me. And you smell nice. And you protected me. And you don’t really have an evil bone in your body. And I like you a lot. And I want to kiss you again.”

He blinked at me. “Oh.”

“And if we have things to work through, well maybe, we won’t have to worry about Miles much longer, and I wouldn’t even know where to start with telling you about my dad, and then, the noodle thing was so sweet.” I know that all came out in a jumble of things, but it made Jonah’s lips curve a little.

“I still want to talk,” he said after a short pause.

“Maybe Saturday, okay? Come over at four or so, we have a pool. It’s not a big one, or fancy, but it’s a pool. You like swimming, right?”

“Sure I—”

“Bring stuff, and when we’ve done the pool thing, and the food thing, then, we find a dark corner and kiss some more, and do the whole talking thing?”

“Okay.”

“I think I like you more than just the like that I liked you before.”

He smiled then, cautiously. “How can you…” He stopped. “I think the same.”

I blew him a kiss then, and he blushed, and then, it was time to go, and I hoped I’d done enough for him to not sit there stewing over what happened tonight.

ChapterThirteen

Jonah

Sometimes,I think parents have mind-reading capabilities.

I’d just ended the call with Tyler when my mother knocked three times on the door. That was her serious knock sequence. One knock was to turn down my music. Two was to turn out my light and go to bed. Three meant she was sensing something in that mom-worry space in her head. I rolled to my side, then called for her to enter.

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