~~Quinn's PoV~~
When I get home from my date with Jeff, I give Naya the bare minimum of information. I know she'll read way too much into anything I say, so I simply tell her that it was fine and that we may see each other again, but only as friends.
She's shocked when I tell her I still didn't know what he looks like.
“He must be someone really famous,” she muses. “Why else would he be hiding?”
“I think it's just for the mystery,” I guess. “If he showed me who he was, I could go online and spoil it for everyone else.”
Because I'm tired, she leaves me alone for now, but I know I haven't heard the end of it. The next day is quiet, just me and Rosie at home. I check my phone a few times, absent-mindedly, and it takes me a little while to realize that I'm actually checking for messages f
