Page 162 of Between Hate and Desire

I look at him, wondering if he can read my thoughts, and when he blinks away with a nervous shiver, I fear he can.

Things go quiet, and when my phone beeps with a text message a minute later, I’m thankful for the distraction.

Sophie

So I met someone.

Lennon

WHAT? Tell me more.

Sophie

We met through that dating app I downloaded months ago. Of course I was reluctant at first, but then we had brunch last week, and *sigh* he’s so dreamy. Great job, owns his own house, even has a little dog.

Lennon

Wow, really? I’m so happy for you, sis! But why is he single if he’s so ‘perfect’? Did you find his skeletons yet?

Sophie

He says he hasn’t found someone he’s been able to fully connect with yet. We chatted for three hours at the restaurant! It felt so natural.

This is the most I’ve ever heard Sophie talk about a guy before, and I want to be happy for her, but I’m also cautious. I thought my ex, Malcolm, was something special too before he cheated, tried to humiliate me, then broke my heart. Of course I got the last word, but it still affected me for a long time.

Lennon

YAY, that’s exciting! What’s his name? Do you have a pic of him?

Sophie

Here’s his profile pic, and his name is Weston.

I look at the photo she sent and give my approval with a thumbs-up emoji.

Lennon

He looks cute. What’s his job?

Sophie

He’s a correctional officer. His uniform is sexy too ;)

Lennon

LOL, good to know! Do I get to meet him?

Sophie

Not yet! Hopefully soon, though. We’re going on another date this weekend. I can’t wait!

I can practically hear her squeals in my head, and I’m genuinely excited for her.

“What’re you laughing about?” Hunter asks.

“Sophie. She met a guy, and she’s gushing about him. It’s pretty sweet.” I set my phone down and look at him.

“She give up on Mason already?” he teases.

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