“Eww, hell no. That’s gross. Jake is like a brother to me, there’s literally nothing there at all. No spark—there never was. I mean; I appreciate he’s good to look at, but I just don’t get any butterflies from it, from him. He’s just Jake, and he knows how to annoy me on so many levels, just like my brothers.” She squeezes my arm, as though trying to reassure me and there’s only honesty in that sweet face. “You’ve nothing to worry about from over here! I’m all like eww, no. Jake is not someone I would ever go there with … And I’m like, totally hot for Richard right now.” She grins, and I bat her away playfully.
“You know that’s not how it is with him. He told you that already.” I try and defend our relationship, a slow rise of heat hitting my cheekbones.
“I know, so did you … Three ti
