Trey punched his friend's shoulder. “You're not helping."
“Does she know how you feel?"
“How do I feel? I'm not sure I know."
“You are a jerk. And an idiot." Stone shook his head.
“Thanks for the vote of confidence."
“Well, duh. I know how you feel. And if I didn't Jo noticed."
Trey shifted in his chair to look at his friend. “What'd you mean?"
“You're in love with Mallory. You are dense."
In love? The thought never occurred to him. “Why don't I know about this," Trey said.
Stone smacked the back of Trey's head. “Because you get so focused on things, you can't see them. I see how you look at her. It's the same way I look at Jo. Same goofy grin."
“I don't have a goofy grin."
“Yeah, ya do. Trust me. You look like a puppy waiting for a bone."
Trey's spine stiffened. He was no pupp
