He scoffs before setting his phone down on the car so he can wipe his hands. “Nobody— Bunk!” He’s too late. I already have his phone, and my swoony-teen heart dies when I see who he’s texting. “Landon?” I howl, jumping up and down, unable to contain my excitement as he reaches around me trying to get it back. “Oh shit. You’re fuckin’ with me, right? The jock?”
