“Can we talk about the elephant in the room?” Jordan asked.
He leaned forward to turn the music down. Radiohead had been filling the cab for the last hour and a half.
Cross and I shared a look.
“What elephant?” Cross grabbed the back of the seat in front of him and leaned forward. “What are you talking about?”
Jordan looked at us in the rearview mirror, focusing more on Cross. “I have to tell you something, and I’m wondering when’s the best time.”
Cross released their seat. He shifted a little closer to me, but he remained on his side. I stayed on mine.
My stomach was in knots.
What if we let people know about us and something happened to tear us apart? I didn’t know what or how, but it could happen. Hell, just life itself could do it. If I was happy, really happy, I was bound to lo
