“No, I don’t think so. But you are right. We can’t keep sneaking around. It’s not fair, especially since…”I turned away, embarrassed at what was about to come out of my mouth.
“Since what?” Javi asked, turning me towards him.
“Since I seem to be falling for you.”
Javi didn’t say anything. He just leaned in and kissed me. It was the most beautiful, tender kiss I had ever received—one that told me that he felt the same way.
* * * *
As I sat across Patrick in what used to be my living room, I couldn’t help but feel slightly nauseated at what might happen. I was there to pick up Javi for a date, though he’d only told Patrick that we were going to go downtown together. We decided to hold off on the whole couple thing until I arrived, with Javi irritably agreeing to let me tell Patrick by myself.
Patrick sat there with a stone face, making it hard to tell just how he felt.