June
But what about Tobias?
I’ve asked myself that for the second time as I watch him sip his coffee, eyes glued to his phone.
Since Chris showed up, Tobias hasn’t said a word.
God, I’m so stupid. I just realized Chris likes me without him even saying anything, and here I am… waiting for the new guy to look at me again.
What do I even want?
God, June — are you planning on running a harem?
Well, if it’ll help me erase these ridiculous feelings for Mr. Grande, then sure. Pile on the likes.
"I wanted to give them to you at the party," Chris continues, "but I thought it’d be too late."
I turn sharply toward him.
"Oh—well… thank you so much. I really didn’t expect this. I’ll wear them… well." My words trip over themselves.
I’m not used to getting gifts—especially from men—so my brain
