Anna
Jer stayed the night and we were curled up on the couch. I had a kink in my neck and Jer’s shirt was covered in drool. He scowled at the giant wet patch on his chest.
“Eww Jer are your moobies leaking?” Jer looked scandalized.
“Girlfriend you better take that back. First of all, you drool like a Saint Bernard, secondly, I do NOT have man boobs or moobies as you call them.” I couldn’t help but start laughing at him.
“I’m sorry honey. Ok, we need to get up and get this charade going.” I felt sick in the pit of my stomach, I didn’t want to do this. I didn’t want to give Gregor any false hope. I still didn’t know how I felt about him.
I was still holding a grudge against him. It wasn’t entirely his fault, I wasn’t fully forthcoming about my ex. Then again, my ex wasn’t a complete lu
