J.D. cleared his throat and pushed the button on the intercom. โUh, Payton, hi. Itโs J.D.โ Dead silence. Then another crackle. โSorry. Not interested.โ Cute. But J.D. persisted. Again with the button. โI want to talk to you.โ Crackle. โEver hear of a telephone, asshole?โ Okay, he probably deserved that.
Julie JamesYou are really starting to annoy me, Stanton.โ Nick didnโt blink. โGood. By the end of the night I hope to finish the job.
Julie JamesNow anyone who has ever been on a blind date is well familiar with โThe Momentโโthat moment where you first walk into the bar or restaurant or coffee shop and scan the crowd and suddenly your heart stops and you say to yourself: oh, pleaseโlet it be him.
Julie JamesI love you, Rylann." He cupped her face, peering down into her eyes. "And now I finally have a good answer to the one question everyone always asks me--why I hacked into Twitter. I didn't know it at the time... but I did it to find you again." She leaned into him, curling her fingers around his shirt. "That may be the best justification I've ever heard for committing a crime." She looked up at him, her eyes shining. "And I love you, too, you know.
Julie JamesDespite the fact that she was essentially comatose, she somehow made his whole house feel different just by being there. Before it had been just a houseโa very impressive house no doubt, but a house nonetheless. But for some reason, with Taylor there it felt more like a home.
Julie JamesLesbian?โ Payton turned around and saw J.D. standing there. Maybe it was the wine. Maybe she was basking in the glow of their successful pitch to Gibsonโs. Maybe it was her promise to Laney to be the โNew Payton,โ or maybe it was a combination of all those things. But Payton actually found herself smiling at J.D. Itโs just an excuse, the lesbian thing,โ she said.
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