Howie Day You And I Collide の小説・ストーリー

No smug expression. Nothing. And that bothers me more than anything. Seeing this, ethan leans close and whispers. “He just saved your ass there.” “I didn’t need his savings,” I breathe. “You did,” he tease. “And you know it.” I don’t answer. Because he is right. The rest of the day feels off. I keep working, but my focus keeps breaking. Every time Fredrick walks past my desk or answers someone’s question across the office, I notice. And I hate noticing.