Jace appeared, mouth open like he was going to start shouting at me. When he saw I was with another student, he started pacing back and forth, shooting glares through the doorway at me.
Yes!
I had to stifle a silly grin while I kept advising the other student, which was hard with Jace prowling around in the hallway, looking furious. He paused to lean against the hallway wall, staring daggers at me. Then he began pacing again.
This was so much more satisfying than I expected.
By the time the girl left, Jace’s anger had calmed to a white-hot rage. He slowly strode into my office, closing the door softly before turning back to me with his arms crossed.
“I know what you did.”
“What are we talking about?” I asked innocently.
“How?” he demanded.
“How what?”
“Did you hack my phone? I don’t know how you could have done that.”
“I don’t see how that’s any of your business,” I replied.
“Ohha ha. I get it. You’re repeating back to me what I texted you earlier. That’sso funny.”
“I don’t know how I could have hacked your phone,” I calmly told him. “For one thing, it’s illegal. For another, I’m not very tech savvy.”
Jace held out his phone. “Our Tinder conversation is gone.”
“Huh. Interesting.” I scrunched up my face like I was considering a puzzle. “Maybe your conscience got the better of you and you deleted the messages, but forgot about it? If people can sleep-walk, maybe they can sleep-phone.”
“That’s not all you did,” he growled, rounding the desk. “Look.”
I squinted at the screen, ignoring how close Jace was pressing to me. It was a Tinder thread with some girl named Brittani.
Jace: It’s because I was in the Army. Did my time there, and now get to go back to school thanks to the GI Bill.
Brittani: What’s the GI Bill? ChatGPT says that GI stands for Gastrointestinal. But that doesn’t seem right.
Jace: It’s a student loan program for veterans.
Brittani: Oh, cool! I’ve always wanted to date a soldier.
Jace: I still have my uniform, if you want to see.
Brittani: I like playing dress-up. Want to see what I would wear?
Jace: You know what? I do want to see.
“Stop reading the whole thread!” Jace snapped. “Look at the last message.”
Brittani: What time are you picking me up on Saturday? If you’re good, I’ll let you come up to see my dorm room first ;-)
Jace: Sorry, but I just remembered I don’t date fat girls. Maybe try the Kappa Delta Rho house? Their standards are pretty low.
I guess that’s what Cam meant when he said he did a little extra something. I had to suppress a laugh as I looked up at Jace.
“Her name is Brittani, with an I?” I asked. “That’s the sluttiest way to spell that name. You made the right choice bailing on her, although you could have been nicer about it.”
“I didn’t bail on her,” he said through gritted teeth. “That’s my point. Also, you changed my Tinder profile to bisexual. In the past two hours I’ve gotten hookup requests from the entire gay community at this school!”
