“Justin, I want us to keep in better contact. Is there anything wrong with that?”
“No, but…”
“When Bailey called me, I realized how out of touch we’d become.”
“Bailey called you? Son of a b***h! Why can’t you guys just mind your own business?
“Whoa, Jus! Bailey’s really worried about you. He told me about the nightmares and that you and your boyfriend had broken up, and that you weren’t seeing guys and that you had periods when you were really bitchy. I can see what he means about that.”
Justin scowled.
“Is it true that you’re taking two or three showers a day? He’s convinced something’s wrong that you won’t talk about. And it sounds to me as if he’s right.”
Justin’s jaw clenched as he stared at the fire. Couldn’t they just leave him alone?
“If there’s something wrong, and I’m not
