Next time don’t make me wait, Vicki’s text said. As April stared at the message, something dawned on her. Vicki had been waiting for April’s photo. Vicki was annoyed that she had to wait. Vicki wanted April just as much as April wanted Vicki. Vicki needed April’s submission just as much as April needed to submit. April smiled. Vicki might have the upper hand now, but the game wasn’t over yet.
