“He loves you.” “August.” I sigh, annoyed. “I know he doesn’t love me.” “How?” “Because he doesn’t look at me like…” I trail off, give them both a tight smile. I don’t know why saying his name felt rather difficult just then. “BJ?” My sister jumps in. “Magnolia, that can’t be the benchmark. No one is going to look at you like BJ looks at you.” “Although, Julian is surprisingly…” Gus trails off now, thinking of the right word. “…Tender towards you?” He peers over at me. “I’ve seen him with other girls. He’s not like that.”
