Page 352 of Playing Dirty

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Yeah.

That sounded accurate.

Too accurate.

MASON

I texted her before I even thought about it.

Mason:

Did you get the assignment email?

Three dots.

Stopped.

Started again.

Rowan:

Yes.

Short.

Careful.

That alone told me enough.

I stood outside the gym, phone in hand, ignoring Luca calling my name behind me.

Mason:

This is going to be annoying.

Rowan:

I agree.

Pause.

Mason:

Coach is already acting like it’s a test.

Rowan:

It probably is.

That made me exhale through my nose.

Because she wasn’t wrong.

ROWAN

I walked back to campus slower than usual.

Not because I had time.

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