The gleam in her eye is astounding.“It’s not like that.We are just roommates.Don’t go get your hopes up.”
“I mean, you seem to like her.Why can’t you be more than roommates?”she says, leaning up against the counter.
“That would be weird.We live together.”
I say this out loud, but in my mind I think about what it would be like to kiss her lips?I know, I know, such a douchebag.She should be comfortable around me, and not have to worry about this, but I have never mentioned it to Carleigh.My luck, she would kick me out, and then I’d have to come back here.
“Relationships have started out with friendships.Are you guys friends?”
“I think so.We don’t know much about each other.We haven’t been living together that long, ma.”
My mother is meddling again, and usually it infuriates me, but right now I’m listening to her and she’s right.Is it possible that I’m developing feelings for the girl who is way out of my league?