12
Teegan
“I don’t get it. I swear he was moments away from kissing me, Soph.” I opted to run with her instead of my usual yoga class because I needed something a little extra to burn off the anxiety occupying my body lately. I’m not sure what I was thinking. I should be in a zen state right now instead of shin splint hell.
“We’ve been over this, Teegan. You’re projecting.” She slows her pace, so I can catch up. “Besides, that was four nights ago.”
Four nights ago and yet it feels like yesterday. Now I’m due to fly to New York with him in three days and we’ll be spending two nights there.
“Maybe he swings both ways?” I ask, making Sophie stop in her tracks.
She places her hand on my forearm, that damn concerned friend look marring her brow and suggesting that she knows better than me
