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NotYourAverageJoe19
Always.
FaeAtHeart
What are we doing here?
NotYourAverageJoe19
What do you mean?
FaeAtHeart
I think you know what I mean. Are we becoming friends? Or is this something more to you?
NotYourAverageJoe19
You still occupy my mind every second of the day. That hasn’t changed. I don’t think it ever will.
Does that answer your question?
FaeAtHeart
It does. It also leaves me confused.
NotYourAverageJoe19
Why?
FaeAtHeart
I’ll tell you when I meet you in person.
NotYourAverageJoe19
Nothing but trouble.
FaeAtHeart
You love it.
NotYourAverageJoe19
I do. I really do.
15
KOA
I roll up the sleeves on my pale pink button down as I skip down the steps. Tonight I’m taking Sydney out on our first date, at least it is according to her. In my mind, we’ve been on hundreds of them.
Wyatt wolf whistles as I enter the living room. “Where are you off to dressed all fancy?” He has a large bowl of chips sitting on his lap and his phone occupies the couch cushion next to him.
I glance over at Nash. His stare is cold and his mouth is clamped shut.
“You got a hot date or something?” Wyatt asks, not reading the room.
“Who are you going out with?” Nash asks, standing from the couch.
