Chapter 8I think I slept for a total of two whole hours last night. I gave Kris my bed. I slept on a blow-up bed in the living room. I fantasized about crawling into bed with her and cuddling, like people did in romantic comedies. Instead, though, I stayed put. I didn’t think it would really work out the way I envisioned. Better to keep it in the realm of dreams only. Making a move on her would be inappropriate for so many reasons. For one, she was relying on me for shelter while she was here in Canada. She said she could afford a hotel, but I didn’t want my best friend staying in a hotel when she could be staying with me instead.
I had a restless night. I spent the wee hours of the morning looking up information on local speed dating events. There was one that was LGBT friendly. When Kri
