Page 62 of Unwritten Rules (Rules 1)

Haze: Just answer.

Winter: Pajamas why?

Haze: I think this would look really good on you.

Haze Adams sent a picture.

I click on the attachment and frown in confusion. Something must’ve gone wrong. He sent me a blank picture.

Winter: It didn’t work. It’s a picture of nothing.

> Minutes go by.

Haze: Exactly.

It hits me.

Winter: Oh my god. STOP.

Haze: Never ;)

Winter: Did you really ask me that just so you could plug in your stupid joke?

Haze: Maybe ;)

Winter: You’re unbelievable.

My phone chimes again.

Haze: Call me now.

Winter: Hi Now, how are you?

Haze: You think you’re so funny, don’t you

Winter: As a matter of fact, I do.

Haze: I’m serious. Call me. You don’t even need to say anything. I just need an excuse to leave

Winter: What do I get out of it?

Haze: I’ll stop texting you for like two days

Winter: One week.

Haze: 5 days.

Winter: And you cancel the deal.

Haze: Don’t push it.

Winter: One week or you find another excuse.

Haze: Fine. One week.

Winter: Good boy.

Holding my breath, I divert my fingers to the call button. He picks up on the first ring.