Ardal
“Are you alright?”
“I’m fine,” I say, trying to reassure Jack - and myself.
But I’m really not. The wheels in my head have been spinning since Jack took me up to his loft apartment last night, and spiraled to a dizzying pace with him this morning. Why can’t I just get Kadeem out of my mind?
Jack drops me off at my home, and since I'm running late for work (Saturday is our busiest day of the week), I hastily climb into my car in last night’s clothes.
There's no way I can chance going inside without adding on at least fifteen minutes of questions and hugs from the quints, even with Hannah attempting to corral them for me.
“IDGAF if anyone notices,” I text Julia as I pull up.
By “anyone,” of course I mean Kadeem, but I don’t tell her. I dash inside, planning to go straight t
