19.) Close Your Eyes & Hold Out Your Hand

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"And into the forest I go,
to lose my mind
and find my soul."

CHAPTER NINETEEN.
The next day. 11:59a.m.

I run my finger along the brim of my glass cup, staring at the empty seat in front of me. Does Bryson know about Amie and Kolby? I shake my head, probably not. I get interrupted from my thoughts as someone sits down in the seat in front of me.

"Hey Doll Face!" Bryson smiles cheekily and pulls off his orange hoodie, lifting the bottom of his shirt along with his jacket.

My eyes immediately scatter towards his marvelous abs. I feel my cheeks heat up, I can't seem to tear my eyes away. As he pulls his shirt back down I snap out of it.

"Uh... Paisley."

I look up at him and see his cheeks turning pink and his lips lift into a grin. "Yes?"

He rubs his cheeks, trying to hide the fact that he's blushing. "Are you okay? You seem a little.... distracted."

I huff, "Yeah, sorry. There's something you should know."

He places his hand on top of mine. "What is it?"

"Kolby and Am-"

"Hi you two cuties!" Addison smiles, placing a cup of water down in front of Bryson. She quickly pulls a note pad out, "What can I get you two to drink?"

"I'll take a sweet tea please."

She smiles, "Alrighty. And for you Bryson?"

"I'll take the same." He tells her.

"Okie Dokie. Are you ready to order? Or would you like a few minutes?" She inquires.

Bryson and I eye each other. "I think we're ready." He says, handing her the menu.

"Tuscan pizza?" I ask him.

He grins, "That's my favorite. One medium Tuscan and Hawaiian?"

"Um that's my second favorite." I chuckle.

"You learn something new everyday." Addison giggles and takes the menu. "I'll be right out with your drinks!" She chirps and walks into the kitchen.

"What was it that you needed to tell me?" He questions, lifting an eyebrow. He squeezes my hand tightly and fidgets with the laminate table top.

"Right. Well, your sister Amie, and my cousin Kolby are.... dating.... I think."

He leans forward, his stomach pressed against the table top. " Uhh... what do you mean?"

"Well, Amie was over last night, at three in the morning. She was in Kolby's room."

His eyes widen and he lets go of my hand. His back tenses up, "Why would she be in Kolby's room, what would she be doing in there?"

I hesitate to answer, " Um... I think you know." I trail off and a moment of silence passes before I speak again. "I didn't mean to ruin our date. I just really thought you might want to know. But now that I think about it, I don't see why you would want to know. I'm sorry, Bryson."

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