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“I know that.”
“It’s not like I’m going to—”
“Owen!” She flaps her hands at her side. “Shut up. It’s fine.”
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Annie
This is sonotfine!
I am falling fast and hard and irrevocably for my best friend, and now I have to spend the night in this tiny room with one bed while the color pink is shoved down my throat.
Owen walks into the room, stopping right in front of that Pepto-Bismol bed. “At least it’s a king.”
I stare at Owen’s stupidly handsome face. His rugged, dark blond hair and his blue eyes, they’ve always reminded me a little of ocean waves. I want to smack him on his bearded cheek.
The thing is, I’m not worried about Owen’s actions. Levi’s right. He is a perfect gentleman.
I’m worried about mine.
“I’m going to take a shower!” I yell because in this small room, and with Owen an entire two feet away from me, I need to make sure he can hear me… right?
“O—” he starts, and just as I slam the bathroom door closed, I hear, “kay.”
I turn the water to hot, strip, and step inside. I wash my hair—twice. I let my face sit in the stream of the steaming water fora solid ten minutes, and then I turn to my legs. I’ve got one three-quarters of the way shaved when I gasp. “What am I doing? Hairy legs are key to a girl behaving herself!”
Leaving the water on, I hop from the tub, and with wet, slippery fingers, I grapple for my cell.
Me: I’m in the shower, and Owen’s in our room, and I just shaved one leg.
My sister is probably cooking dinner, cleaning magic marker from her walls, and teaching Steve to read all at this very moment—but she sends me an answer, anyway.
Kayla: I thought you said you had different rooms.
Me: We did. Until Meredith got sick and stupid Levi had to be a stupid hero and take care of her.
Kayla: Wait—I thought we liked Levi now…
Me: We do!!!! Keep up!! He can still be stupid.
Kayla: Right. And taking care of his girlfriend is stupid because…
Me: Kayla!!! Will you focus, please? I have to sleep in a room with only one bed with Owen, and I’ve shaved one of my legs. What do I do?
Kayla: Shave the other?
Me: KAYLA.
Kayla: Glue the shaved hairs back onto your leg?
Me: I don’t have any glue.
Kayla: I was kidding. DORK. If you are that stressed, keep the other leg a hairy monster. Besides, you know Owen. He would never do anything to make you uncomfortable.
I reread her text three times. Before—
Kayla: Unless… you aren’t worried about him. You’re worried about controlling yourself, aren’t you? Huh. When did you become such a hussy?
