Page 23 of Filthy Puckers


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I’m not answering that

Harry

That’s a yes

GlowStick

Sorry not sorry

Kane

You’re all terrible

Breadstick

But you’re still texting us

I stare at the messages. These three strangers have turned my world upside down in less than twenty-four hours, and the worst part is that I don’t want them to stop.

Kane

I am going to get coffee

GlowStick

Take your time, Kane

Harry

We’ll be here

Breadstick

In the shadows, watching

Kane

That’s not creepy at all

GlowStick

You like it

Harry

You proved that last night

Breadstick

Question is, do you want more?

I grab a pillow and scream into it. This is either going to be the best mistake of my life or the one that gets me killed by my brothers. Probably both.

I don’t have long before class, so I rake a brush through my hair and throw it up into a messy bun. Then I rush out the door and grab my coffee from the campus café and check my phone one more time before heading to Sports Nutrition. The group chat has been quiet since this morning, but I can see all three of them were active recently.

GlowStick

You didn’t answer the question