Page 120 of Playing Dirty

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Then:

coincidence

I stared at it.

Then replied:

sure

Because now it wasn’t about whether he noticed.

It was about the fact he was denying it.

That was worse.

Mason

Packing took longer than it should’ve.

Not because of the trip.

Because of her messages.

Jace watched me close my locker.

“You’re thinking about it,” he said.

“I’m not.”

“You are absolutely thinkingabout it.”

I shut the locker harder than necessary.

“I said I’m not.”

He smiled slightly. “New York’s going to mess you up.”

“It’s a game.”

“It’s never just a game when your head’s elsewhere.”

I didn’t answer.

Because I didn’t want to admit I already knew what he meant.

Rowan

The next message came late.

Too late.

don’t expect anything from this trip

I stared at it.

Then typed:

i don’t expect anything from you

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