"Well?"
"Well what?"
"You can't just say that and expect me not to want to know more."
Kate and I were in her room after having had one of her "stretching" sessions to which I was just a spectator. It looked easy but after what had happened last time. I knew better.
"Kate, I already told you all there is. I'm not saying more."
"Fine. Be that way. I don't care."
"Sure you don't."
Not even a second later Kate began to plead for more information.
"Lyra, can you please please tell me more? Just a little bit more."
"Fine. But just a little."
"That's all I ask for."
"I think I like a guy but he..." I paused looking for the right word. "He's different. No, not that. Well he is but that's not the problem." I stared down at my fingers that were playing with a loose thread on my jeans. "T
