32

HAILEY

“And is it a bad thing?” I frowned. He must have noticed the tone in my voice.

He lifted his head and stared at me with brows knitted in confusion. “Did I mention it’s a bad thing that I met you?”

I dropped my gaze with a shrug. “I don’t know.”

He faked his yawn. “Know what? Before we fight over something nonsense, let’s sleep, Lee.” He moved on his side and pulled me into a tight hug. I loved it when he called me Lee because no one did. It felt intimate, and he made me feel special.

I did not move a muscle even if I was already crushed. It was even hard to breathe, but he smelled good. He always did. 

“Hailey.” He groaned.

“You faked your yawn. You can just tell me if you don’t wanna talk about it,” I told him the truth.

“We agreed on sharing, and this is what I’m doing even if it hurts because I believe in us, that we can make this work no matter how big our differences are, and even if I’m