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They all put their forks down and lean in, proving I have the best girlfriends. They’ve clearly quickly adjusted to this news that I am the one stalking Lawson.

“Oh my God, what did you give him?” Nora asks.

“A page from my journal.”

Their eyes all widen.

“The journal where you write about him?” Andi asks.

“Well, yes. Not that he knows that.”

“He definitely knows you wrote about him in your journal!” Astrid says. “I almost had to break up a fight in the locker room after a game when Beckett found that journal, and found out that you wanted Lawson to⁠—”

“I know!” I interrupt. “I didn’t give him that page. And he didn’t see that page. Beckett just told him about it.”

“So you wrote a new entry and then gave it to him?” Andi asks.

I bite my lower lip and nod. I wait.

Was that terrible? Crazy? Should I avoid him for the rest of my life? Move?

Or was it…

“Good for you. That’s awesome!” Everly declares.

“Is it?” I ask.

“Yes,” Andi agrees. “You telling someone what you want is pretty big. Even if it’s written down and anonymous.”

“Seriously,” Nora says, nodding. “I’m proud of you.”

That makes me feel warm.

“What did your journal say about him?” Quinn asks. “Was it really dirty?”

“It…” I finally grin. “Yeah. It was pretty dirty.”

They all whoop. Loudly.

“And—” I say.

They get quiet.

“I haven’t seen him since.” I swallow. “Maybe it was too much.”

Everly laughs. “I really doubt there’s anything you could’ve written that will shock or scare Lawson Landry off. If anything, his dick is sore from all the work it’s been getting from his hand since he read it.”

“Everly!” Nora says with a laugh.

Quinn slaps her friend's arm.

Andi and Astrid just laugh.

I’m blushing, but I'm also suddenly feeling a lot warmer. “I⁠—”

Just then the door to the office opens.

And Lawson strides in.