“You don’t sound like it. Why is a girl like you alone out here?”

“Long story,” I said softly.

“Guy trouble, huh?” he commented. He came to a stop beside me.

“That obvious?” I looked at him.

“Even in the dark I can see you are gorgeous, so it’s a given you have a boyfriend.”

“Or something like that,” I mumbled.

“What did he do?” the guy asked as we slowly walked.

“He, uh, he stood me up,” I answered, looking down at my feet.

“Wow, stupid guy,” he said. I looked up at him. “He must not know what he has.” I stared at him, almost waiting for him to hit on me. He must have seen the look on my face, because he smiled. “Don’t worry, I won’t come onto you. I don’t swing that way.” He winked at me.

“Ohhh.” Noticing we had gone a long way, I turned and the guy followed me.

“I’m Devon, by the way,” he introduced himself.

“I’m Jenna.”

“If I can say, your boyfriend shouldn’t have stood you up,” Devon said.

“I would like to think he didn’t mean to, but I don’t know.” I kicked the sand.

“You really like him,” he replied.

“How can you tell?” I muttered sarcastically.

“You wouldn’t be out here by yourself if you didn’t. If you didn’t like him you would have gotten drunk and done something stupid, but no, you are here.”

“You’ve done that, I take it.”

“Plenty of times. Being gay isn’t the easiest, but I’ve found my perfect guy.” I saw him smile.

“Is he not here?” I asked, looking around and spotting a group of people ahead.

“He’s over there.” He gestured to the group. “I saw you walking alone and thought I’d keep you company.”

“Well thank you, Devon,” I said, smiling softly.

“If I may ask, does the guy know you like him this much?”

“No, he doesn’t.”

“Why haven’t you told him?” Devon asked.

“Because I know what he’ll say. He probably won’t feel the same,” I said sadly. Liam could never like me.

“How do you know? Sometimes you have to go for it even if you get your heart broken in the process. If you don’t tell him, and he does feel the same, you will regret it forever.”

“For a stranger I just met, you are pretty smart,” I said, laughing softly.

“I’ve got experience.” He smiled at me. “You have to decide if he is worth fighting for. Even though he stood up, do you still like him enough to forgive him and tell him your feelings?”

“I—” I started, but the sound of my name being yelled stopped me. Looking away from Devon, I saw a tall figure stalking toward me.