Chapter 10 #2
My phone buzzed almost immediately with a reply.
Wes
hot
In the privacy of my bedroom, I smiled. And then I frowned. Because that was a horrible response to my reasonable fear of him meddling around in my subconscious. And then another reply came through.
Wes
i wld nvr do that, Nova
i will only do wht u expressly ask me 2 do
I stared at the bizarre messages with missing letters and abbreviations. Why in the shit was he texting like that? Any feelings I thought I might’ve had for Wes—however minor and against my will—disappeared in an instant.
Ick! Major ick.
No more texting Wes. I wasn’t even sure I could ever talk to Wes ever again.
I left his texts hanging and pulled out my e-reader instead of opening my sad Word document.
It was Saturday. I couldn’t possibly write on a Saturday.
I made it until Thursday night before I caved and texted Wes again.
I’ve never even been drunk before. Do you think I’m crazy for considering this?
An hour passed.
no. Wes was the only thing I could see.
“You can.” Wes’s eyes darkened. His gaze dropped to my lips for a split second, then returned to my eyes with a fierceness that nearly made my knees buckle. “Ask me for what you need, and I will give it to you.”