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Chapter 179

Author: Dea B
last update Last Updated: 2025-12-09 17:50:44

Mariah

My phone lights up just as I’m toeing off my sneakers, one heel catching on the rug and nearly taking me out.

Jackson.

I smile before I even answer, because apparently I’ve reached that stage of liking someone where their name alone can shift my entire mood.

“Hey, quarterback,” I say, flopping back onto my bed.

There’s a pause on the other end, then a breathy laugh. “You always do that.”

“And you always answer,” I counter. “So I’m not seeing the problem.”

He exhales — not annoyed, just tired in that end-of-day way. “You enjoying this?”

“Depends,” I say lightly. “What am I enjoying?”

“The fact that half the football team apparently thinks I’ve been body-snatched.”

I snort. “Oh. That. Completely. I might start a scrapbook.”

“Chris told me I’m ‘softer now,’” Jackson mutters. “Whatever the hell that means.”

“It means you smiled at lunch instead of looking like you were plotting murder,” I say. “Character development.”

“Unacceptable,” he deadpans.

I grin, rolling onto my side. “Rela
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