It takes me a minute to notice that Jake isn’t beside me anymore. I turn around and see him watching me from a few feet behind. His hands are tucked into his pockets and his head is tilted at a slight angle. His lips part like he’s going to say something. I watch him, waiting, but then his mouth closes again. His brow wrinkles for just a second, and then he pulls his hands out of his pockets and steps closer to me until he’s right next to me.
