“Do you even know me? I was kidding. I told you I have to like a guy before we hookup.” “And how long does it take for you to like someone?” She thinks for a minute. “How long have I known you?” “A month,” I say. “There’s your answer,” she says and walks back to Kayce. I’m left blinking in her absence, unsure of what to make of that. Summer has never said she likes me. This is uncharted territory.
