I get pulled away and we don’t stop until we reach again the area where the food and drinks are. Sat at a table, at least I get to enjoy a decent cup of coffee while I face the Inquisition.
“So, tell us what he is like.” Jessie asks, her face full of expectations as she rests her chin on her palms, looking ready to ooh and aah.
Carrie is less than happy that we pulled her away from her favourite cafe owner, but I can tell that her curiosity is nearly at the same level as Jessie’s. Even Brandon is sticking around for what should probably be a girls only conversation.
“He’s like every other guy.” I shrug, looking at Brandon for emphasis.
“I doubt that. I don’t see Brandon as being like every other guy.” Jessie starts, using air quotes like a twelve year old. “There has to be more to him
