Page 64 of What If I See You

“What? What’s so funny?”

Corrigan takes my hand. “Layken, he likes you!”

“Yeah, he fucking kissed you, Lake! That was him making a move!” Ella adds.

“What? No.” I shake my head “It wasn’t like this super long kiss or anything.”

Scarlett softly asks, “How was it? The kiss. Was it good?”

Soft lips.

Protective hands.

Warm body.

There wasn’t a damn thing I didn’t like about it.

“It was…breathtaking and addictive if I’m being honest.”

“Yes!” Corrigan and Ella squeal in tandem and high five each other as the three of them show me their beaming smiles.

“So, you like him?” Ella asks.

Finally letting out a long sigh, my shoulders drop and I tilt my head, staring at my friends. “How do I even begin to answer that question?”

“Honestly and sincerely,” Scarlett retorts with a shrug and a smirk.

“Honestly?”I don’t know. “I mean, yes, I like Griffin. He’s a terrific guy. Sexy as hell. A total muse when I’m writing. He’s funny. He has a great sense of humor. He makes me laugh. He’s a total ten.”

“Buuuut?” Corrigan furrows her brow.

“But…” I lift a shoulder. “I don’t know. I just get this feeling that he doesn’t feel the same way about me. He’s way out of my league for starters.”

Ella scoffs. “Totally beg to differ but continue.”

“I guess I assumed if he was really interested, he would’ve made a move already, you know? Or he would’ve said something. I mean he’s Griffin fucking Ollenberg. He can pick up women everywhere he goes.”

Scarlett lifts her brow. “But does he?”

“Does he what?”

“Does he pick up women? Has he flirted with even one woman since the day you walked into his apartment that one night?”

Hmm.

Come to think of it…

I try to think back to any of the days since I knocked on Griffin’s door a wet newly unemployed mess. “I guess not. At least not that I know of.”

“And he kissed you last night after spending the evening with his family?”

I nod silently.

“And you don’t think that’s his way of telling you how he feels?”

I sigh again. “Well now that you put it that way,” I whine. “I don’t know. Maybe? I mean why can’t he be clearer? More specific?”

Corrigan laughs. “Lake, he kissed you! What do you want him to do, bend you over and impale you with his manhood without warning?”

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