Chapter 28

Chapter 28

"Green beans?" Dean asked, holding out a can.

"Sure, okay." I said.

He took out five extra cans and added them to the cart.

It was a Friday afternoon and Dean, Chris and I went out grocery shopping. I was dressed in a pink sweater and black booty shorts. My hair was high up in a neat ponytail and I had Nike sneakers on my feet.

Dean, on the other hand, was dressed in a grey shirt and black jeans. His hair was, as usual, in a hot mess and he had his favorite vans on his feet.

I looked beside me, "Where's Chris?"

He motioned behind us, "Over there."

I looked backward to see Christian standing a few feet away from us, a light crease etched between his eyebrows as he stood there, still debating on what brand of canned sausages to buy.

"Okay." I said faintl