“Oh, God, of course not.” Once it was out, he knew it to be true—of course he didn’t. But had she f****d up? Most definitely. “No, it’s just … I have no idea what to say. Alex? Really?”
She nodded, looking the picture of misery.
“Since when?”
“I don’t even know? He was … he just sort of … has always been there, but not really … not really approachable … that way. I have no idea why now.”
She dropped her face low again, and Dex struggled to catch her eye. When he finally did, he said, “Are you sure?”
She bit her lip, shook her head. “I think it’s been happening gradually and I’ve only just noticed. But that night, we were chatting, and it was so nice, you know? He’s just so lovely. He was sharing stuff about himself, and then we just … we just started kissing, and now I can’t f*****g s
