JOSHUA
I was fuming.
Was I really going to let her have dinner with Marcelino? I remembered they had agreed to meet and talk, but I would have preferred if nothing had been finalized.
“Can’t you cancel on him?” I asked, more defensively than anything else. It wasn’t the best way to act. I felt insecure.
“Why should I cancel? Just because you’re inviting me to dinner right now?” She raised an eyebrow and walked past me to head straight to the closet. I followed her in to keep talking.
“You’re right.” If it were up to me, Marcelino could get food poisoning. “How about tomorrow?”
“What?”
“Dinner with me.”
She smiled, looking me in the eyes.
“As friends?” She raised an eyebrow.
“You know we’ll never be just friends because I find you excessively beautiful.
She let out a resigned sig
