Page 65 of Holding You

What does this mean?

Ruby:

Nothing. I slipped up. I’m attracted to him, yes, but that doesn’t mean anything needs to happen.

Shay:

Sometimes it does, though.

I sighand set my phone down. This chat isn’t as effective as I needed it to be. Then my phone vibrates, and I pick it up again.

Grace:

If you don’t know what it means, just don’t stress. Do nothing.

I let out a light laugh.As if it were that easy. Declan’s gaze flickers to mine for a split moment. I go back to texting so that I don’t stare at him.

Ruby:

Did you know he wears glasses at night?

Grace:

I did not.

Ruby:

Thick black-rimmed ones.

Quinn:

And you’re telling us the details because?

Ruby:

I think I have a thing for men in glasses.

Grace:

A guy thing or a Declan thing?

I stare at my phone,debating whether I should tell them how I really feel about the couch night. I bite my lip as I weigh my options. But what the heck. I’ll just go for it.

“Ruby,” Declan says, startling me and pulling me from my phone.

“Yeah?”

“I’m going to text you a code that you can enter on this screen.” He turns my computer so I can see it. “Enter it now and then keep the code for if this happens again.”

As soon as my phone pings, I open the text and type in the code.

He turns the computer toward himself again and gets back to work.

Ruby:

Our dry humping was short-lived, but I want to do it again. And again. With fewer clothes. Maybe my feelings come from the fact that he’s overly good-looking. I mean, his chest is like a rock, and I hate that I want to touch it. I hate that I told him he had to start wearing shirts. Add in his stupid cute smirk and the fact that he’s smart and great with Max and just … it’s too much. It’s easier to not like him. I need to be focused on myself and Max. If I did like him, instead of fixing my computer, I’d be climbing him like a pole and breaking my dry spell.

I press send,slightly regretting that I divulged too much while venting my frustration, but they all suspected it already. It made sense to admit it. The more information they have, the better they can help me.