Page 172 of The Plot Pact


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I leave tomorrow for another week of away games.

Can I see you when I get back?

Sunny

Yeah. I’d like that.

My heart stumbles over itself. I ignore it, swallowing hard as her next message comes through.

Sunny

Goodnight, Ford.

Matteo

Sweet dreams, Sunny.

I lock my screen and set my phone down on the center console. Both hands find the steering wheel, my fingers wrapping around it as I stare straight ahead.

What the hell am I doing? I don’t need to see her for this to keep working.

I blow out a breath, my stomach sinking at the realization.

Iwantto see her so this keeps working.

Fuck.

FROM THE TEXT THREAD OF MATTY & JADE

Jade

Can I bother you for a second?

Matteo

You’re never a bother.

What’s going on?

Jade

I’m stuck on a part in this book and need help.

Matteo

I’d love to help.

Jade

I can’t decide which way to go.

So, they’re both artists who are rivals but have to work together on this collaborative exhibition. However, at the end, one artist will be selected to have their own art show.

They’re at each other's throats.

Matteo

I like this. Tell me more.