Hailey's POV
I couldn't avoid it any longer. Ian and I needed to talk. I was trying to give him space, but I couldn't hold off another day. My overthinking was driving me insane, and I needed answers. My heart was pounding a crazy rhythm in my chest as I sent the text. I'd never been so nervous about a message before.
Hailey: Care to come over for dinner?
The message instantly went from delivered to seen, and immediately after, those three dots of torment began to wave at me.
FBF: I'll be there whenever you want me.
Carajo {crap}. Why did that single sentence send my heart aflutter? Mierda! Am I falling for Ian? No. No way! I shook my head so fast that I made myself dizzy, trying to get the thought out of my head.
"What's wrong with you?" Tinita asked, peering over my shoulder. "Who's FBF?" She arched her brow, sucking her spoon clean as she asked. She'd been eating a pint of Blue Bell Banana Pudding and is now taking a seat beside me.