On the screen, clear as day, is Jaxon’s Match.com account. But no, it’s not his account that he’s logged into. It’s Josh’s account.

The Josh who’d been messaging me this afternoon.

My eyes narrow and my jaw clenches. That sneaky son-of-a-bitch is trying to catfish me!

I re-read the messages we’d sent back and forth to each other, and I almost laugh. Almost.

This guy is a piece of work. He went through all this trouble to create a fake account just to message me. But why? What’s his plan? What’s the endgame here?

More importantly, what’s mine? I’ve stumbled onto this incredible golden nugget of information. Do I blow up as soon as he walks back into the room? Or do I go along with it and see where this takes me?

I open a Word document and type up the letter for the fundraiser. I pretend all is well when Jaxon strides back into his office.

He smiles at me.

I smile back.

If he thinks he can get another one over on me, he is sorely mistaken.

Fool me once, shame on him.

Fool me twice, I am going to end this once and for all.

Here we go again.

Days Left Until Summer Break: 122

Jaxon

Raegan and I have been messaging each other for the past few days.

Well, technically I’ve been messaging her as Josh. But that’s a small, tiny, unimportant detail.

She asked to exchange numbers in the last message she sent. It’s a good thing. It shows she’s into me. But I’m hoping we can stick to texting, and she doesn’t want to chat on the phone. There’s a chance she could recognize my voice, and this whole thing could blow up in my face.

I realize I’m playing with fire. But there’s no way Raegan would agree to go on a date with me. The real me. She’s still upset about the search warrant and doesn’t trust me. Hopefully this plan will help her to see how compatible we are, and how serious I am about wanting to date her.

Or she’ll hate me forever and never want to speak to me again.

Really hoping for the former.

My phone dings with a new message including Raegan’s number. My face splits into a wide grin while I save it into my contacts. Then I type out a text and click Send.

Me: Hi Raegan, it’s Josh.

Raegan: Who?

Me: Josh from Match …

Raegan: I know I’m kidding

Me: Funny and pretty. You probably have lots of Joshes lined up for your number

Raegan: Yet I only gave mine to you

Me: And why is that?

Raegan: You’re cuter than all the other Joshes

Raegan: Plus you’re the only one who hasn’t sent me a dick pic