Page 305 of Playing Dirty
No explanation.
No overthinking.
Just… decision.
I put my phone back in my pocket and leaned against the wall again.
Which was stupid.
Because now I was waiting.
And I hated waiting.
ROWAN
I didn’t even think about it properly.
I just grabbed my bag and left Mia mid-sentence.
“Where are you going?” she called after me.
“Locker rooms,” I said.
Mia blinked. “That sounded illegal.”
“It’s not.”
“It sounded like it.”
I ignored her.
Campus was loud in that late-afternoon way—everyone pretending they weren’t exhausted yet.
I kept walking faster than necessary.
I didn’t even fully know what I was doing.
Which was the problem.
Because with Mason lately, everything felt like that.
Unplanned.
Uncomfortable.
Honest.
And somehow I still kept moving toward it.
MASON
I heard footsteps before I saw her.
Fast ones.
Not hesitant.
Rowan turned the corner into the hallway like she already knew where I’d be standing.
