“No, you really don’t want to live here. The most excitement we get here is if we see a squirrel running outside,” I deadpan.
Giving me an eye roll in response, she throws a piece of popcorn at me. I try to catch it in my mouth, but it just bounces off my forehead and lands on the floor near my toes. I think of Leo and the way his mouth caught the chocolate chip that had been in my bra. That had no reason to be as hot as it was.
The tension between us is becoming unbearable. You can slice it with a knife. The fact that he makes me angry and happy, all in one, is beyond me.
Stay strong, Trinity. Don’t give in to your sexy, mysterious Greek neighbor.
“In town, everyone knows each other’s business. You can’t go anywhere without at least one person knowing what time you took a poop yesterday.” Harper shivers. “You can run out of your house naked, and hardly anyone will see,” she points out, and this time, I shiver.
I clear my throat. “My new neighbors will see.”
The smile that lifts her entire face tells me everything without her even needing to say anything. “Take one for the team and get a sugar daddy, Trinity.”
“No.” My voice is firm at the thought of using someone only for their money.
“But—” Harper stops herself mid-sentence when she sees the look I send her.
Choosing to leave the subject alone for now, she continues to stuff popcorn in her mouth. I lie next to her and dip my hand into the popcorn bowl.
“Wyatt came here the other day.”
Her head turns so fast toward me that I’m worried it will fall off. “Spill the tea, girl.”
I shrug and look up at the ceiling. “There’s nothing to say. He was actually a dick. He was treating me like he was my boss. He said he still loved me, but I don’t think it’s love that he feels.”
Silence fills the room. Glancing over at her, I find her eyes look distant.
“I know he’s in love with you.”
“What?” I breathe out in shock that Harper thinks so.
She nods. “I haven’t seen him touch another girl since the breakup, and that was a while ago. The entire time you went AWOL, he was worried sick. I can’t even tell you the number of times he asked me if you were okay.” She laughs and rolls her eyes.
I knew he cared for me when we were together, and every normal person after a breakup would be concerned for the other. But I thought he was being nice. Not that he still loved me.
I stress and run a hand down my face. “I don’t feel the same way, Harper.”
She nods her head and gives me an understanding look. “You would be silly to after all these years.”
“What do I do?”
Shrugging her shoulders, she pats me on the shoulder. “Nothing.”
“Nothing?”
She nods and gives me a weird look. “Leave him alone. He’ll eventually get over you.” Her eyes narrow on my face. “Is there someone else?”
Yes? No?
My brain totally didn’t just think of Leo. He’s not good for me. Who says? Me, the overthinker …
I gesture around me and give her a look. “How can I find a guy in my room?”
“Is he under your bed?” she asks while a smile lifts her face. Harper proceeds to bend down and look under my bed.
What I do next might be considered mean. But she’s my best friend … and what are best friends for if we don’t do this?
My hand makes contact with her back, pushing lightly. I watch as her body tumbles to the ground. I let out a squeal and a snort when she screeches.
