Chapter 7
Xander called me every day for the next week. He texted me multiple times, too. He was the doting boyfriend, even though he wasn’t really my boyfriend.
We didn’t talk about having a relationship. It was there, thick and hovering over every conversation, but Xander didn’t bring up going out again. I wasn’t sure if it was because he didn’t want to date me or if he was trying not to scare me off again.
I wanted to believe it was the second one, but most guys weren’t that patient. Rarely had I met a man who would even be willing to talk and get to know each other, over the phone especially, instead of jumping into something physical. I knew it wasn’t possible that he was as scared as I was, but he was holding back.
The following Friday night, a week after he convinced me to give
