GINGER
I stared at my phone. He contacted me again after I did my best to ignore his existence since days earlier when he'd followed me on i********:, as fruitless of an exercise as it was. I was definitely getting in too deep.
Tyson Chicken: Have any plans for the 4th?
Tyson Chicken: We're having a BBQ at the packhouse. Bring your sisters too
Tyson Chicken: We can discuss Salem. Blake's back
I let out a heavy sigh. I did want to go, and, yes, I absolutely wanted to discuss plans for Salem. The next full moon was now just over a week away, so we were cutting it really close. But I had an internal battle, wondering if I should continue seeing him socially.
Finally, my hormones gave in. I found Paige in the living room watching TV. "Hey, do you have warrior duty tomorrow?"
"No, why?"
