Chapter Eighteen
No way. No. Way. I know the world is small, but it isn’t that small. There’s no way that my Internet crush is also my sister’s fiancé’s best man. There’s just no flipping way!
My feet carry me along the promenade and onto one of the piers. Eventually I stop walking and lean on the railing. I stare down at the churning water below. My brain keeps rejecting the idea, and yet it must be true. Caleb’s face said as much. And he already knew! How the hell did he know that I’m—
My art. He saw my paintings and sketches stuck all over my walls. Prints of digital work that I’ve uploaded to Artster over the years. That’s why he looked so stunned the first time he walked into my room.
I bury my face in my hands and groan. This is so damn confusing and so embarrassing. Lex knows fa
