“Lucky?”
Jayden smiled. They were on Skype (he’d finally gotten his webcam to work) and he was lounging on his bed with the laptop, where the signal for the college Wi-Fi was best. Darren was apparently on a sofa; Jayden could faintly hear a TV in the background.
“We got talking about you,” he said. “And I was told how lucky I am to have you.”
“Whoever said that’s obviously not met me, then.”
“I think they meant a boyfriend in general,” Jayden said, chewing on a ragged edge of nail. “Still love you.”
“I know, you told me last night. Apart from being lucky and loving me, how’s things?”
“You are so unromantic,” Jayden complained.
“Yep. So? How’s things?”
“Busy,” Jayden moaned. “Still loads of work. And Leah and Ella had a bit of a confrontation today; I don’t think they like each oth
