Chapter 91

Dane wanders back in while I am sitting cross-legged on my bed, calmer and cooler than before. Messing with my laptop as I scroll movies in a bid to seem less shy and mortified about the bathroom hump. I am trying not to let my mind wander back to fifteen minutes ago and hope I appear pulled together and not the stiff weirdo I am. Aware of him a little too much.

Aware that without even agreeing to this or being asked, we have somehow decided to vegetate together and share munchies and my bed, and I don’t even know how that happened. He makes it so natural to hang out. Invading my time and space like he always did when he wanted to, I guess.

“Monique went to the annex…I could see her from my bedroom window. We’re home alone, baby cakes.” Dane winks, seemingly back to cringe pet names that make me eyeroll. Meandering to me after closing the door and dressed in his black sweat shorts and a loose t-shirt that somehow makes him seem handsome. Even dressed like, I cannot deny I h