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“I don’t care,” I reply bluntly. “I can’t even make the call until I have a signal again.”
“Try my phone,” she suggests.
“Nobody is getting a signal out here,” I reply, but I fish around in my pocket for her phone anyway. Different providers do have different signal strengths, but I doubt it’ll be enough to cut through a snowstorm like this, unless we’re right next to a tower.
I look at her phone and see numerous missed calls, all coming from a person by the name of Joshua. There’s no signal, but that’s not why my heart rate doubles and my palms get sweaty.
Even Lola can tell that something is wrong, because she frowns and leans in to look at the phone.
I pull it away from her quickly, tucking it into my pocket and gritting my teeth. “Who is Joshua?” I ask.
“What?”
“Joshua,” I repeat, much louder this time. “He’s called you half a dozen times already. Obviously, it’s someone who considers you important.”
“Yeah…” she says, still frowning. “So what?”
My throat tightens, and I start to feel much hotter than I should on this frozen train. “You said you weren’t seeing anyone else.”
“Jesus, you really are the jealous type, aren’t you?” she asks, shaking her head.
I pull her phone out again, shaking it in front of her like I’m mixing a cocktail. “Who the fuck is Joshua? Your boyfriend?”
“No…”
The phone slips out of my hand and flies toward the window, hitting it with a loud crack and clattering to the floor. Lola swoops down and picks it up, displaying a shattered screen. She clicks the button on the side of the phone, but the screen remains black. “Look what you did!”
“It wasn’t useful, anyway,” I grumble.
She groans. “You’re really something, Jasha. I was starting to think you were… I don’t know…okay, or something, but after this I’m having serious doubts.”
“Why? Because I wouldn’t let you hide your little relationship with Joshua?”
She scoffs. “Please stop saying that. It’s disgusting. Joshua is, like, sixty years old, and he’s my boss. I assume he’s concerned about me since we disappeared into a snowstorm, and rightfully so.”
I sink back into my anger a bit, considering her words. I want to continue being jealous, to have a reason for my negativity, but I can’t find one. I should be trusting Lola, not trying to find something wrong with her at every opportunity.
Maybe I’m just scared of how much I like her.
“Sorry about the phone,” I grumble, giving a half-hearted attempt to put the situation at ease.
“I’m sure you could buy me a new one,” she says with an impish smile.
I laugh, a little sunshine breaking through my spoiled attitude. “I’ll get you whatever you want, princess, but in the meantime, I’d like something from you.”
Her eyebrows shoot up her forehead, and she gives me a skeptical look.
“Nothing too crazy. Just a game of chess to pass the time until we get a phone signal,” I say, continuing down the hall. “I saw a board in the rear compartment. It may have belonged to the conductor.”
“I guess we’ll never know, since you threw him off the train,” she replies, hurrying after me.
I wave my hand in the air dismissively. “It’s better than being shot.”
“I think I like you better when you’re not killing people.”
I smirk. “I’ll try not to shoot anyone else, but I can’t promise you anything.”
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