“Exactly,” I agreed.
My phone buzzed again on the counter. So did hers.
“Just to be clear,” Dylan spoke. “We’re telling our close friends and family we’re all dating?”
“Yeah.” I nodded. “I don’t think we should hide that since we agreed we all want to keep seeing each other.”
“Okay, then, since we have the same people, you might as well start a group chat,” he suggested.
Faye nudged my elbow. “Go ahead. I’m going to call my parents since what I need to say should probably be said over a secure line and not via text, which someone could hack.”
“Smart.” I kissed the side of her head, then picked up my phone and started a group chat with Dylan, my dad, my mom, Gage, Tyler, Hayden, Cammie, and my mom’s husband, Tony:
Fam Bam! I know most of you have seen the gossip because you’re blowing up my phone. Dylan and I decided to start a group text so everyone is on the same page. Yes I’m dating the president’s daughter but so is Dylan
I hit send, and then instantly Cammie replied:
What do you mean so is Dylan? You’re both seeing the same girl?
Yes
Wow. When can I meet her?
My eyes bounced to Dylan’s, and he looked up from his phone. “We do have some time before spring training.”
I looked toward the patio, where Faye was on the phone, then back at Dylan. “Yeah, but where?”
“I have no idea.”
My phone buzzed again.
Mom: As long as you’re happy, then we’re happy. We wouldn’t ever tell you who to date
Dad: Your mom’s right. Gage and I are happy for you both
Tyler: How’s Fallon taking it?
He’s the one who told Faye about the pic but that’s all I know. She’s on the phone with her parents right now
Cammie: This is so cool. My sister in law is the first daughter!
Dylan: Woah. Calm down there tiger. No one is proposing. We’re just having a really good time
I stared at Dylan. We were having a really good time, but that thing in my chest was slowly breaking as I thought about getting on a plane the next day, and I wasn’t sure when we’d see her again.
“Can we talk?” I asked him.
“Us?”
“Yeah. In the bedroom.”
He swallowed. “Okay.”
We walked into the bedroom, and I closed the door.
“You’re kinda freaking me out. I know we haven’t talked about the other night?—”
I shook my head. “It’s not about that.”
