Chapter 14. Footage

Julie

Oh, god. 

I don't know what came over me. 

The person standing at the door, eyes wide, is a cleaning guy.

“Uh, sorry,” he mumbles, backing away quickly, clearly not wanting to deal with whatever weird situation he just walked into.

I step away from Luke, shaking my head. “See? This is what happens when you drag me into a closet to fix my life.”

“What happens?” he asks, leaning against the wall.

“People see.”

“And?”

I roll my eyes. “You’re impossible.”

“Yeah, but you like me anyway,” he says with a wink.

I don't say anything else. I just grip Luke's hand and start pulling him out of the closet, toward the hallway. My pulse is racing, though whether it's from the cleaning guy busting in or the fact that Luke had been way too close just a minute ago, I’m not sure.

“Alright, Mr. Martinez,” I say, once we're fully outside. “Back to the real world.”

Luke raises an eyebrow. “We we