Austin leans over me and gives Tripp a soft, way-too-slow-to-be-comfortable-for-me kiss, and my eyes narrow. “Bye.” He climbs out of bed, dresses, and leaves. I’m still staring after him when I say, “He was hot. At least, objectively. Though, he’s prettier than a lot of the guys you’ve been with. Going to call him again?” When Tripp doesn’t answer, I turn my attention to him and find him wearing the odd look he gives me sometimes that I can never figure out. “You’re unbelievable,” he says. “Thank you.” Tripp sighs and gets comfortable again. “You okay?” “I dunno.” “Go to sleep.” His eyes drift
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