23

PAIGE

Classes drag me back into a routine, especially after the holidays and things with Ashton. I feel like going back to the usual will distance us, and I don't want that because Jo already made me confess out loud that I like Ashton too much. It's the first time I've liked someone like this; we have a son, and it's the first time I've liked a guy.

"Isn't he coming to see Owen today?" Jo asks me.

I sling my bag over my shoulder and shake my head, pushing the door.

"It seems not, we haven't talked much either."

Jo shrugs.

"Ah well, I'm sure he's thinking about you. See you tonight. Bye."

I sigh because I know Ashton isn't like that. It's all about sex for him, right? But it can't be, what about those gestures?

I've never thought so much, but the workday keeps me busy and almost suffocated by how quickly the days pass. By the time I realize it, Laura and I are closing the store, I always wait for her now, we pick up dinner together, and I stash it in my bag. We walk out whispering thi