August 10
To: Tabby
If you must know, I was trying to seduce him into telling me he loves me. By nibbling on his jaw. Nothing more. OK, my hand was on his thing. But that’s it.
August 10
From: Tabby
You what?
August 10
To: Tabby
Thigh! Leg thigh! Not thing. Stupid, stupid autocorrect.
August 10
To: Tabby
You think he loves me, don’t you? You and Sam see everything.
August 10
To: Tabby
Tabby? You there? You were supposed to reassure me that Dixon loves me and wants me and will marry me because my dad won’t let me live in sin. Although I think that sounds like a lot more fun than living in non-sin.
August 10
To: Tabby
TABBY???
August 10
From: Tabby
Sorry. Was reading something to Sam.
August 10
To: Tabby
You didn’t answer my text. Don’t think I didn’t notice that.
August 10
To: Tabby
I knew it. He hates me. Sigh.
Paulina Rostakova’s Adventures
AUGUST 14
9:14 a.m.
