“Sarai just left my place.”
“Did you talk with Arianna?” Cyrus questioned.
“Not yet,” I said as I flopped down in the chair and kicked my feet up on his desk.
“Reece called and said she wasn’t talking to anybody,” Cyrus said.
“Sarai said I should give her a little space.”
“It didn’t help that you went to Vegas.” Cyrus chased and kicked my feet off his desk.
“You know I didn’t sleep with anybody, but Arianna’s hormones are clouding her
judgment,” I said.
“You really love her?” Cyrusa sked.
“As much as you love Reece. What would you do?”
“Reece and I have a different story, which will be told on a different day. This is about
you and Arianna,” Cyrus said.
“I barely even sleep now.”
“That means you’re in love, bro,” Cyrus told me.
“Love is too complicated,” I said.
“Life is c
