Chapter 48

Jake

I’m not a very talkative person… or well. I talk easily to those close to me, and then I act reserved toward newcomers. I’ve always been like this, even from a young age. This made it hard for me to make friends as a kid,

but I was never bothered by that.

Winnie, my childhood friend and old

neighbor, made me feel seen throughout my

childhood.

Instead of ignoring me like everyone else

did, Winnie included me in everything. We were partners in crime, and I fell for her because she always smiled and made my day

better.

This is why Winnie has been on my brain for the past twenty-two years. People claim kids can’t fall in love and don’t know what those

emotions are, but trust me when I say that

I’ve loved Winnie for years. She has always been the one, but I’m starting to believe she doesn’t deserve me.

In the end, I never mattered as much to her

as she did to me…

I try to push that feeling aside and focus on the tacos I’m making. I chop some

vegetables and put some meat on the stove.

Winnie is sitting by the table, glancing at me whenever she thinks I’m not noticing it. Now that I’ve voiced my thoughts to her, she suddenly sees me, but karma is a bitch

because I wasn’t born yesterday. It will take

miracle for me to regain my interest in

Vell…

ou don’t get over someone you’ve liked for ears in a day, but I’m certainly chillier

ward her now. I asked Winnie to do

rands with me because I was too chicken

it to ask her out on a date. And what does

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she do? Break my freaking heart.

I’m still hurting….

However, she bought me the cookies we used to steal from the cupboard as kids, so my heart isn’t entirely frozen over. I’m also a nice guy, so it’s not like I won’t be her

friend.

“Jake?” Winnie asks in a low voice.

I don’t look at her from where I’m standing by the counter. My sole focus is on the cucumbers that I’m chopping for our tacos. ” Mhm?”

“I’m an asshole.”

almost smile. Almost. “Yes,

now getting up from her seat. “I want to make it up to you, so I will start by helping you chop vegetables. It’s the least I

got this.” I really do. Winnie is a klutz and would probably end up

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fingers.

want to

I don’t want another

visit

fighting it! I’m helping!”

to stone

stand beside me. She is much shorter than me, head around my

my heart flutters at the sight

It’s frustrating.

but I can’t. I shouldn’t. I try to turn the

  1. Have there ever been a more tortured

man?

and it’s hard to stay mad at someone who makes your heart sing oudly in your chest.

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sigh when she grabs a knife without putting

survived this far? Those bangs make her half-blind, and if Winnie doesn’t put up her hair, the chances of her cutting herself are scarily

scrunchie around your

me, all dazzling teeth and annoyingly cute freckles. My heart clenches, but I ignore that feeling. “But I don’t need one. Just

and I open a drawer to take out a rubber band. “First off, you need to put up your hair. I don’t want

She blinks up

once. “It’s what you are,” I

Winnie and mash down the

to pick her up. I’m mad

it this far in

life.”

not that clumsy!”

when you ran into a pole in

high

around the new

of her ears turns

“That was a one-time mistake…

shit happens…’

like once a week on your way to school in the past. Pretty sure that’s why you started to hold on to my arm. ” I smile at the memory. It’s a fond one. And you picked me, not Mark, because according to you, I was heavier with a bigger

emergency.”

“How are you

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things?!”

turns tense when

hair

telling me to hug the shit out of her. I’m not

me whenever I’m next to Winnie.

I also remember how you slipped and

Winnie exclaims. “I didn’t think anyone saw me! I was on my way to the vending machine!”

laugh. “I was heading there too and saw the whole spectacle. Kinda wish I had filmed the entire thing. It was

I swallow uncomfortably. I want to touch her all over, see where else she can blush. Just inhaling the scent of her hair fills me with hunger, and when I’ve

Chapter 48

look away by

I find more things to admire about her appearance, which is not good. I’m supposed

not count the freckles on

hands me

that for

I mutter and nod at the

up the

in a bowl.”

“Yes, sir!”

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