“Wake up, old man.” I jumped at the sound of Eli’s voice directly behind me. Before my heart rate had slowed to a healthier cadence, I felt like shit for zoning out when my friend needed me to be vigilant.
“Sorry, Eli,” I apologized, shifting off my stool to grasp the balcony railing. “I swear, you have a knack for catching me with my pants down.” A flush creeped up my neck as I realized what I’d said. Shit. Maybe Marisa was right and I needed to start interacting with people more often. Hidi...
Published on March 08, 2018 20:45