“Puberty hit you like a fucking truck.” A bark of laughter emits from my mouth and she shrugs. “You and Cam came back from hockey camp when you were seventeen, and you had grown your hair out and got muscles,” she explains. “I was done for at that point.” My mind clings to each one of her words, specifically seventeen, and I can’t believe how long this has been a thing for her. “That was three years ago.” She looks anywhere but at me as she sighs. “Yeah.”
