Before I make it to the porch, my peripheral vision catches movement to my right. My head swings in the same direction, and my body goes rigid when I spot Oliver sitting on his front stoop, his head bowed, staring down between his knees. Shit. We shared an epic kiss, and two days later he sees me making out with my coworker on my front lawn like a giant sleazeball. I’m the worst.
NOO😭OLIVERRRR
