*Jane*
“Hello? Have I seriously been having a conversation with myself this entire time?"
With a small shake of my head, I bring myself back to the present. Rachel's looking at me with a raised eyebrow and knowing smile, her hand outstretched palm side up like she's waiting for something.
“Sorry, what?" I ask, slightly embarrassed.
My thoughts had been completely overtaken by memories of last night. I kept replaying how Noah spoke to me through it, how he held me, and how his body felt against mine. I'd completely lost track of where I was. Rachel was over at our Airbnb, getting ready with me for the big game today while the boys went off to the stadium.
But I'd evidently been so distracted, that I hadn't realized she'd been speaking to me the entire time.
“Your eyeliner," she say
