Chapter 14

“Oh sorry, should I have said go?”

It was fast—Jude had more energy than the Energizer Bunny on speed—and surprisingly brutal, but also nice—to get to jeer at him, to egg him on, to not have to watch his words or worry so much—

But Anton still let a couple of shots slide past him into the net. You know, to win the deal—

“For the record, I lied. I never shut up!”

—as much as possible, anyway. 5

Because Anton’s brain was basically socially suicidal, he texted Jude anyway on Sunday morning. Just a sorry i can’t come out but good luck neways :) but it was still a text to a boy with an insanely good-looking smile. And who had a habit of turning that smile on Anton.

“You know,” Aunt Kerry said conversationally as she washed up the breakfast things, “I’m beginning to be able to tell when you’re texting that Jude. And Maggie said you never stopped blushing the whole time he came over on Wednesday…”