CHAPTER EIGHTY SIX - FISHING FOR INFORMATION

Jayla

"A dog?" Shane asks as if I just said I want a pet lion instead of an ordinary puppy.

"Yeah," I say, nodding in confirmation.

But he still looks at me incredulously after that which makes me annoyed. "What!" I say in exasperation.

"No, it is nothing. I am just not able to grasp how you will take care of another living creature when you can barely remember to even feed yourself."

I don't know if there is humor in his tone or it is just genuine worry for my mental health but l hit him nonetheless because of his words.

"Shut up," I mutter. "I don't forget to feed myself, okay? I love food so much. I didn't grow this," I tap my tummy which has no muscles, by the way, "just like that."

He rolls his eyes and says, "Yeah, right. And all you eat is unhealthy junk food. You need to be on a more nutritious diet instead of eating all that carb."

"Says the person who ate an entire box of chocolates this afternoon," I retort almost immediately.

"But my case is an exception. I work out," he s