CHAPTER 59
Justin smiles at me over his mug of black coffee. I’m surprised at how young he looks. Even his profile picture online made him appear older.
I’m blushing like a Victorian heroine in a mediocre historical fiction novel. I can’t seem to get my words out straight either. It takes me two failed attempts just to check and see if the coffee’s all right.
He’s all grins, so easy-going. “It’s absolutely perfect. Just what I needed.”
I realize now that I have no idea what’s supposed to happen next. Do we sit here and chat? Do I grab his mug from him as soon as it’s empty, wash it up quickly so my mom will never know the two of us were here, and head to the car? What if he needs to use the bathroom? Will he be too embarrassed to ask? Should I be the one to offer it to him first?
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