Sweet to the Bitter | Chapter Five
âYou wanted to third wheel, didnât you?â I joke, daring to pet his shoulder in solidarity. âSee you later?â
As he nods, I begin to turn, stopping rather quickly when I feel his fingers on my arm.Â
âLoren?â
I turn my head back, my eyes shifting towards where our skin touches for a second before going back to his face. The upward curve on his lips tells me he notices this.Â
âI knew I wouldnât be third wheeling alone.â
My mouth opens and closes, trying to think of a quick answer to what heâs implying. He knew Iâd be third wheeling, too.
âCome find me later?âÂ
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