10
I was up and ready at 5:20 a.m. The truth was I barely slept all night. My mind went on and on about several things, including the fact that Eric had no idea Leo was helping me with Argus, and that was bad. Really bad. First, because it seemed like I had something to hide, and I didn’t. Second, because Eric would be jealous and possibly mad about it. He would consider it a betrayal, which prompted me to think hiding Leo’s help was better. But it wasn’t. Or was it?
Confused, I finally gave up sleeping and prepared a strong coffee for me, while pretending I wasn’t thinking too much about which clothes to wear. In the end, I shoved on one of my usual cutoff jeans shorts, a tank top, and my boots, and I pulled my hair up in a ponytail since the day promised to be hot. It sure would.
Crap
