Julianna
I sat back down at the table feeling somewhat deflated and irritated. I had hoped for something more substantial from Keith Lobello. My head was now aching something fierce, and I was no longer in the mood for a party. And to add to my misery, every few minutes I found Keith leaning over to whisper some terrible, deep dark secret to me.
Note to self... never give someone the idea that they wanted to tell me ALL of their secrets. I hadn’t calculated for the fact that my suggestion would keep playing in a loop over and over in his head, from now until forever. As far as I knew, there wasn’t really a way to stop it, once the idea had settled. He put his hand over mine and leaned in closer, and I braced for whatever horrible thing he was going to confess to me next. “I t
