Page 87 of Never With You
@girl_sees_the_world:
Siblings?
@worth_traveling_to:
One. You?
@girl_sees_the_world:
A few more than that.
@worth_traveling_to:
How cryptic of you.
@girl_sees_the_world:
That is the name of the game between us, isn’t it?
@worth_traveling_to:
True, but just so you know, barely getting to know you has been my favorite thing these past ten months.
@girl_sees_the_world:
I feel the same way.
“That’s quite the smile. What’s his name?”
“What?” I jump to my feet, fumbling with my phone. “Who?”
Nate leans against the door frame with his arms folded. “The guy you’re texting. What’s his name?”
There’s no way I’m telling Nate. One: because I don’t even know the name of the guy I’m falling for. And two: having a pen pal is a humiliating admission I’d rather not say out loud.
“It’s no one.” I tuck my phone into my back pocket and push past him, taking my makeup and self-care bag into the bathroom.
He spins, following after me. “He’s definitely not no one. You wouldn’t smile like that unless you really liked him.”
“How do you know?” I point my glare at him.
“Because you never smile at me like that.”
“That’s because I don’t like you.”
“Exactly,” he laughs. “Anyway, I need to get a new toothbrush at the gift shop. Do you need anything there?” His brows stay lifted like there’s a hidden message behind his question.
“No.”
“I’ll just see what they have and grab the…basics.”
“Okay.”
“Then I might head to the beach and go for a run before dinner.”
“Your minute-to-minute itinerary is unnecessary, but thanks.” I open the shower door and put my razor, shampoo, and conditioner inside.
“It’s not an update; it’s a courtesy announcement that I need to change into my running shorts. But if you don’t care, I’ll just drop my trousers right here.”
