“And you regret that I did, right?” she asked. “You regret finally meeting Lauren. I can tell by the way you can’t keep your eyes off her.” “I don’t regret meeting Lauren,” he confessed. “Lauren is fucking amazing.” Jane stared into the sink, her fingers gripping the edge of the counter. “But you know what?” he asked. “What?” “I sort of resent it.”
Are you creeps going to start kissing?
