JASMINE
"What was it like growing up in the packhouse?" I asked, wanting to learn more about him.
"It was interesting. I'm glad I had the beta family downstairs. My dad was an asshole growing up, so I'd go downstairs to get away from him. I'd usually hide in Luke's bedroom. He was a really good friend to me growing up." At the sound of Luke's name, I felt something ping within my chest, bringing him to the forefront of my mind, suddenly imagining if I were in Luke's bedroom instead, the thought somehow appealing.
I blinked a few times, and pushed Luke from my mind, thinking how inappropriate it was to be thinking about him at that moment. As much as I kept trying to forget him, he always pushed himself back to the forefront of my consciousness, my old crush returning. I turned back to Blake and asked, "What about your mom?"
"My mom's the best. She's the most kind-hearted woman you'll ever meet. I am so lucky to have her." He beamed as
