Page 81 of Rival Darling

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Page 81 of Rival Darling

Grayson shook his head. “Have your balls gone on vacation?”

“Shut up.”

“It certainly sounds like they have.”

“Okay, fine. My balls are in Bermuda. I’m not going to tell Violet how I feel and risk ruining everything.”

“So, what, you’re just going to sit in your room and sulk?”

“It’s working well for me so far.”

“No, it’s not. Text her. Or man up and call her. You can speak to her without professing your undying love…”

“Yeah, and what would I say?”

He lifted one eyebrow. “Do I look like a dating guru to you?”

“There’s practically a glowing halo behind your head.” I grinned because he was the last person anyone should ever ask for dating advice.

He rolled his eyes. “Well, this dating guru says to tell her the truth.”

“Nope, anything but that.”

“Then tell her you have a fake dating emergency.”

“A fake dating emergency?”

“I don’t know,” he replied, clearly starting to get frustrated with the whole thing. “Just tell her whatever will convince her to see you.”

I started tapping my fingers against my lips. “You know what, I can probably work with this.”

“Finally,” he grumbled.

Grabbing my phone, I called Violet before I could reconsider and started pacing as it rang. I thought I might have a little time to think about what to say, but she answered on the second ring.

“Reed?” She sounded confused and also slightly breathless.

“Sunshine.” I didn’t know how I’d done it, but I’d somehow managed to sound quite nonchalant. My heart was racing like Coach had just made me do sprints though. “Am I interrupting something?”

“Uh, sort of…”

“Not at all,” another girl called out in the background. It must have been Mia.

I chuckled under my breath. “So, which is it?”

“You’re not interrupting,” she replied, sounding slightly surer of herself this time.

“Ah, but now you have my interest piqued. What exactly are you doing over there?”

“Moving furniture.”

“Really?” I laughed. “Why?”

“Mia didn’t like the feng shui in her room.”

“It was totally off!” Mia shouted.

“She has a lot of heavy furniture,” Violet added. I could practically hear her eye roll from here.




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