Common sense or not, the big man certainly seemed to have his priorities in order, placing his curly-haired queen in a firm first-place position. While the rest of his friends had long since abandoned their girlfriends and dates, Gibsie hadn’t taken more than three steps away from Claire all night. “Honestly, they’re not doing it,” Katie offered, seeming to read my thoughts as she rolled her eyes. “They’re always like this. Like two weird little unicorn magnets drawn to each other.”
