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That wasn’t casual.
Rowan:
Are you?
Three dots.
Stopped.
Started again.
Mason:
Maybe.
I leaned back slightly in my chair.
That was new.
Mason didn’t say things like that.
Not even to jokes.
Not even lightly.
Rowan:
That doesn’t sound like you.
Mason:
Apparently it is lately.
I didn’t like that answer.
Not because it was dramatic.
Because it sounded tired.
Before I could think too much about it, I typed:
Rowan:
Want me to say something supportive or insulting?
Almost instantly:
Mason:
Insulting. It’s less suspicious.
That made me snort.
MASON
Coach was right behind me when I checked my phone again.
I felt it before I even turned.
