Love by Text

By T. Thomas

Wrong Number

Kinsley is just trying to get through college and chase her dreams.

Love and relationships are the furthest things from her mind.

But can everything change when she receives a random, shirtless pic from a guy who's been given the wrong number?

Prank Text

Jodie never expected an unsolicited picture to show up on her phone while she was reading.

But when he unexpectedly decides he wants to get to know her, she can’t tell him no.

~*~*~

When Brent lays his eyes on Jodie for the first time, he’s in love.

He never knew love at first sight was a real thing, but the moment he sees her, he knows it’s a very real thing.

Now, he just has to convince Jodie this isn’t all a game and that he’s truly interested in her.

Flirtexting

Being paired with the campus heartthrob for a chemistry project sounds like a nightmare, right?

Try being paired with the campus heartthrob that you've had a crush on for as long as you can remember.

He doesn't know I exist, but when we're paired together, he's not taking no for an answer.

He's apparently changed his ways, and he's begging me for a chance . . .

Should I give him the chance to break my heart?

• Language: English
• Publisher: Tiff Thomas
• Release date: Aug 28, 2022
• ISBN: 9781005329334

T. Thomas

If you’re looking for happily ever after, you’ll find it here.T. Thomas is a sweet, clean romance author of emotionally gripping books that always end in love and happiness.She has been writing since she was thirteen years old. She enjoys spending all of her spare time writing, but she absolutely detests editing and proofreading.T. Thomas can normally be found in her little room of her own that she calls her "woman cave" writing her next book and putting off editing and proofreading for as long as possible.

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Love by Text

LOVE BY TEXT

A SHORT STORY COLLECTION

LOVE BY TEXT

BOOK 4

T. THOMAS

For Riley, my reason for everything that I do.

For every reader who sometimes just needs a break from longer books.

©February 2022. T. Thomas. All rights reserved.

No part of this book may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording, or other electronic or mechanical systems, without written permission from the author, except for the use of brief quotations in a book review.

This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are either a product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.

Interior Design: Tiff Writes Romance

Cover Design: Tiff Writes Romance

Editing: Tiff Writes Romance

Proofreading: Kimberly Peterson, Taylor Jade

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CONTENTS

Wrong Number

A Short, Clean College Romance

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Epilogue

Prank Text

A Short, Clean College Romance

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Epilogue

Flirtexting

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Epilogue

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WRONG NUMBER

A SHORT, CLEAN COLLEGE ROMANCE

1

Kinsley

There was something about the autumn season that just called to my soul. The colorful leaves surrounded me, the fallen ones crunching under my feet with each step I took. The wind blew my hair around my shoulders, and the crisp, cool air made it just a bit easier to breathe.

My mental health was always better during this season. Maybe it was because autumn just pleased me so much, or maybe it was because not so many people were out and about on campus when the cooler air moved in.

Anxiety was a crappy thing to contend with, especially as a college student. I hated deadlines with a passion. They made my skin crawl, and that date and time always kept me distracted.

But my anxiety was a little bit easier to manage when Fall descended upon campus.

I packed my things away once my Lit professor ended his lecture, turning off the monitor and downing the rest of his coffee like he was going to lose his mind if he didn’t get that caffeine in his body. God, coffee sounded blissful, but I’d finished all of mine off before my first class of the day was even over.

My best friend Lorie said that I was a caffeine addict. Honestly, I was just a coffee addict. I wanted coffee whether it was caffeinated or not.

I just loved the taste and the smell of it, especially on a cool day like this. There was something about holding that warm mug between your cold fingers that made you tingle all the way down to your toes.

I hiked my bag onto my shoulder and quickly shot a text to my best friend, letting her know I was on my way to the student center. We always met there during this time on Mondays so we could catch up about the weekend face to face. It was our little bit of reprieve from the chaos of school, and we both used it as a way to get a pick-me-up with food and caffeine before we headed to our last lectures of the day and then spent our evenings studying and doing assignments.

I shoved my phone back in my pocket and focused on safely crossing the street. Motorists were supposed to stop for students in the crosswalk, but it didn’t mean they did. I swear, a student got hit once a month, and I wasn’t too keen on being added to the list of those students.

I liked my legs, thank you very much.

After making sure no one was coming, I quickly crossed the street. I was extremely lucky to have my class in the building across the street from the student center. Normally, by the time my class ended, I was hungry and craving coffee. Not having to go so far to get both was one of the best things ever.

The smell of food and coffee infiltrated my nostrils as soon as I opened the heavy, glass door that led into the student center. My stomach