“Oh my God, Mal!” She’s squealing now and clapping her hands together happily. “I knew it. Damn, I should have seen it before. The way he was acting at the game the other night, like he wanted to duel with me for the honor of running after you when you went to the lobby.” “What?” My question gets lost in the sound of her rambling. “God, it makes so much sense. You’ve both been acting weird ever since the kiss, and when y’all are in the same room it’s like he can’t take his eyes off of you.”
