She turned to head back inside. A horrible thought struck me at that moment.
“Do… do you like him?” I asked her.
Oh boy.
Let’s hope not.
She turned her head to give me an angry look, one I couldn’t read in the slightest.
That… could go either way. She could be angry because Taylor is right, or she could be angry because Taylor is wrong.
That said… why include this if she’s wrong?
“Because if you do,” I hurried to add, as I started to walk after her, “Hey, you were here first. I’ll back off and keep my mouth shut if you want to make a move.”
Seems fair enough.
There were about five seconds where she was very quiet. My pulse pounded in my throat. Why did I care so much about this?
“You should offer to sleep with him.”
Ahahahahaha
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