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I tapped on her na, like she’d conteainst my ribs

“Hello?”

I smiled at the hesitant sound in her voice “Hello? Yes, it’sa text conversation?”

“Because you haven’t called me in years”

Myyou now” And I shouldn’t have been Grant would be crushed if he knew and Colive me if it went beyond a friendly check-in, but I couldn’t stop wanting her—even if it was just to talk I couldn’t stop thinking about her

“Did you hit your head at practice?”

I druainst the bed “What? No Why would you say that?”

Because she’s pissed you’re calling her

“Do you suddenly think it’s two years ago and I should jump up and down like a happy puppy because you called?”

“Liv—” I squeezed the base of my neck

“Don’t Liv me, Ford You’re the one whoby the thery crease in her forehead between her eyebrows

“I never made any rules”

“Then why have you avoidedher over for dinner

“Can’t we have a cordial conversation?”

“Fine” The word juritted teeth “Hoas practice? Ready for your game?” Her pleasant tone was like whiplash