CHAPTER TWENTY
“Aren’t you going to say something?” I questioned when Cohen stared at me blankly for several seconds after I finished retelling him what had happened tonight. A part of me knew he’d probably get mad that I went over to Rency’s without telling him. I had no idea why the thought of Rency being mad at me was weighing heavily on my mind. I hated feeling this way.
“You like her and I’m not talking about you getting attracted to her because she is so freaking gorgeous but you like like her,” he chuckled,” Holy s**t! I never thought this day would come this soon,”
“That is ridiculous Cohen,” I drowned another shot, feeling my voice slurring a tiny bit. I was getting drunk and the last time I had gotten remotely drunk was during my freshman year in college when I thought g
