Julia's POV:
Talk about bad timing.
Moments like these make you remember why you decide to hermit yourselves. To avoid awkward or odd scenarios.
I sip from the glass of soda as my eyes leap toward Ricardo and many unknown guys. Why in the world are they here in the middle of the week?
Why didn't he tell me he was coming here in the middle of the week?
I mean, I don't care what he does, but it's still nice to know.
He doesn't have to tell me what he's doing, but it wouldn't hurt anyone if he does.
"Hey," Andrew says. "Go easy on the straw."
I released the straw from my mouth and then placed the empty cup on the small table beside me.
Andrew sat on the couch next to me. "Something bothering you?"
"No."
"Really? Your aura is saying otherwise."
"What is it saying?"
Andrew leans in
