chapter 151 - Jealous Much?

I’m practically skipping up the steps to Presley’s house, the excitement bubbling in my chest. It’s not like the date with Trevor was amazing—in fact, it was the opposite—but it doesn’t matter. For once, I have something to talk about, something that feels like it belongs to me.

I knock on her door, and when she opens it, she’s wearing her usual bored expression. Presley always looks like she has somewhere better to be.

“Hey,” I say, stepping inside without waiting for an invitation. “You won’t believe what happened last night.”

She raises an eyebrow, leaning against the doorframe as I flop onto her couch.

“Let me guess,” she says, voice dripping with sarcasm. “You found a stray dog and decided to adopt it.”

I roll my eyes. “No, Presley. I went on a date.”

That gets her attention. She straightens up, her eyes narrowing just slightly. It’s subtle, but I catch it, and it fuels me in a way I didn’t expect.

“Oh?” she says, crossing her ar