Little Thief
Who says I’m free?
Me
Are you busy next weekend?
Little Thief
I haven’t decided yet.
Me
Do I need to lick your pussy to convince you?
The bubbles play another round of showing then disappearing.
Little Thief
Are you going to act like you don’t know me?
Me
Probably.
Still want to see you.
The same bubble disappearing act plays out on my phone until my screen lights up a minute later.
Little Thief
I’ll see if I can make it.
Me
Good girl.
One more thing.
Little Thief
What is it?
My mouth lifts as I type my demand.
Me
Make sure you wear my hoodie.
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VIOLET
Okay, so I probably shouldn’t have masturbated to the text of Jagger eating me out, but I couldn’t help it. Guys don’t say things like that. They also don’t corner you in an empty classroom and finger you until you’re a quivering mess, yet here we are.
I tuck my hair behind my ear and smooth out my hoodie. Jagger’s hoodie. I still can’t decide whether or not it was a good idea to wear it like he requested. Am I really this desperate to please the guy? Why, yes. Yes, I am.
Lexie smirks beside me, then shakes her head. “Girl, you are whipped, and you two haven’t even slept together.”
