Lounging in the passenger seat, Tara casually chats with Lucinda while dominating a round on her mobile game. Just as she secures the victory and exits the app, a flood of notifications pops up on her screen. They are all from Danny.
[I had no idea you held me in such high regard.]
[It seems you really are crazy about me. I'm that much better than Evan?]
Tara stares at the screen. What on earth is he talking about? Has he completely lost his mind, or did he text the wrong person?
She taps out a quick reply: [Did you text the wrong woman? Check your contacts before you hit send.]
He replies in half a second: [Are you jealous?]
[Are you a psycho?] Tara fires back. Interacting with this man always makes her blood pressure spike.
Danny: [Tara, I know everything that just happened at the restaurant. I know you compared me to Evan. I know you think I am absolutely perfect. You don't have to be shy. Admitting the truth is a good thing. I'm actually incredibly happy.]
Tara stops breathing. The relaxed, victorious mood she was just enjoying shatters into a million pieces. She nearly fumbles her phone onto the floorboard.
Lucinda glances over, noticing her sudden panic. "Tara? What's wrong?"
"N-nothing," Tara stammers, her face burning hot. "I just lost a ranked match. It's really upsetting."


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