7
KACEY
“Kacey, what’s wrong with you?” Bree rushed out of the gym.
I felt like an i***t waiting by her car, but I really needed to get out of there. “I’m so sorry,” I apologized. “I didn’t mean to leave you in there, but it felt like I was having a panic attack.” It was a lie, but she knew I had a history of panic attacks.
Bree’s brown eyes softened. “Oh, Kace, I didn’t realize. I thought it might have been from what Tyler said to you. He asked if you were going to be okay.”
“What did you tell him?” I asked, eyes wide.
She shrugged and unlocked the car doors. “I told him you had a lot going on in your life right now. He’s actually a decent guy. You should try hanging out with him some time.”
“I don’t think so. I have no desire to date any of those guys in there,” I replied, opening
