RIVER
Javier had insisted on my going with the cab to avoid the awkwardness that would linger if we stayed together. I agree and go in the cab. When I open the door, Taylor is standing in the kitchen, gulping down a bottle of juice. His eyes drop on me and make me a bit uncomfortable with his gaze.
I step in and drop, standing still as if I were waiting for his approval to go into the room.
"You are early," he said after he took the bottle from his mouth.
"I took a cab."
"I thought you were taking the bus."
"Yes, I was, but I had to take a cab instead," I reply as if I were wishing he would ask me more.
"You seem really close with Javier. I thought you both just met." I could barely see the emotion behind his question as he now evaded my eyes by turning to throw the empty bottle int
