Guess who finished a whole bottle of spray when he's just going out for a burger date?
This guy.
Guess who changed outfits thrice, each new one more horrible than the last and contemplated wearing his PJ mask Halloween costume from last year?
This effing guy.
I didn't care that Gideon was my friend. I wanted him to look at me tonight and rethink choosing that snotty Cyril over me. I wanted him to regret not having me as a boyfriend.
Feelings can't be controlled.
Last night, during the Fondue dinner with Jonathan, I couldn't concentrate on anything he said. I kept thinking about that s*x video; Gideon's ass, Cyril's moans and Gideon's hand on my sides. I even wanted to decline the burger date and feel less guilty that I'd through stuff he'd hidden so well. I was pathetic, forcing myse
