Rosie’s friend giggles. Peers at him under her long lashes. “Okay, then . . . Do you like anyone?” It has nothing to do with me, but my heart seizes as if I’ve just been electrocuted. I’m blinking too fast, sitting up too straight. I can’t control my body, can’t control the weird, nervous feeling fluttering through my veins. Can’t stop myself from looking at him as if I can find the answer written over his face. For the briefest second, he looks back at me. Then he frowns and shakes his head, once. “No.” His voice is firm. The girl’s face swiftly crumples in obvious disappointment.
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