Page 37 of Out of the Dark

Jillian:Sorry about not being able to FaceTime last night. I thought my mom got us separate rooms.

Hutch:I totally understand.

Jillian:I miss you.

Hutch:Yeah?

Jillian:*incoming picture*

Hutch:Are you sending me a naked picture? Please tell me that’s what you’re sending— Shit you look beautiful. Is that my shirt?

Jillian:I wanted to have you with me while I was gone. Send me your picture. I don’t care if you have bed head or whatever. I just need to see your face.

Hutch:*incoming picture*

Jillian:How do you look so good lying on your bed like that?

Jillian:Are you naked?

Hutch:You’re too kind, m’lady. No, I’m not naked. I have on underpants.

Jillian:Pic or it didn’t happen.*laughing emoji*

Hutch:No way! I’m not sending you a picture of me in my boxers!

Jillian:*incoming picture*

Hutch:Did you send me a picture of your tits?

Hutch:Are you trying to give me a heart attack?

Jillian:Something to hold you over until tomorrow.*kissing emoji*

Jillian:Talk to you later.

Saturday night

Jillian:I’m exhausted. I don’t think I ever want to move from this bed. We walked all over New York today after checking out the school. I’ve never seen anything so big.

Jillian:Hutch? Are you sleeping? It’s not even eight o’clock.

Hutch:*incoming picture*

Hutch:Never seen anything so big?

Jillian:I take that back.

Jillian:I can’t believe you sent me a dick pick. That’s total boyfriend material.

Jillian:Wait, I mean—

Hutch:Did you just call me your boyfriend, Jillybean?

Hutch:Because I’m totally digging it.

Jillian:Really?

Hutch:Really. Does that make you my girlfriend?