31.
“He asked me about Jackson,” it was the first thing I said to Brody all day, not even a hello when he walked into the office at lunch time. It was straight to the point, and I couldn’t stop it from coming out of my body.
“What?” Brody looked at me wide eyed as he stood in the doorway, barely inside the building.
“He also asked if we were f*****g,” I said that one more quietly.
Brody’s eyes almost flew out of his head.
“I don’t know,” I raised my hands like I was answering an unspoken question.
Lucky I was the only one manning the office right now.
“What do you mean you don’t know?” Brody asked, almost like he was berating me.
“When you left last night, he was all like ‘are you sleeping with him’ then was all like ‘do you know Jackson?’ Then like ‘do you know Melody?’”
Brody
