Christina handed Danielle a pair of sandals before they even started walking. “Seth told me you wanted to talk. He wouldn’t tell me anything else,” she said, watching as Danielle slid them on. “Well, that and he mentioned you’d need shoes.”
Danielle mumbled a quiet, “Thanks,” as they started moving.
Christina gave her a once-over, eyes narrowing. “Okay, real talk. Have you slept at all? And why are you only wearing that shirt? And...” she paused, sniffing the air, “why do you have Seth’s scent all over you?”
Danielle rubbed her arms, looking anywhere but at Christina. “I, uh… I haven’t really slept. Well… not in the traditional sense…”
Christina gasped, stopping dead in her tracks before sniffing at her again. “Wait. Wait. Do you mean what I think you mean?” Her eyes lit up with excite
