I thought about it for a second. I definitely liked talking to him. And Josh, who I was now Google-stalking daily, was the one who had suggested we meet in the first place. He clearly thought we would get along, and we did. I just had to establish some boundaries.
"I'm never going to sleep with you," I told Ethan, reaching for the salt.
"I hear that a lot," he said, laughing.
In the short time I knew Ethan, he had already made several self-deprecating jokes about his looks. He was 6'2 and handsome—good eyes behind good glasses—but he didn't regard himself as leading man material, convinced he needed to lose forty pounds in order to land the hot girl.
"So, friends?" he offered.
"Friends," I said, sticking out my hand.
We shook on it.
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The Lost Love
RomansaIts about a best friend, a girl and a boy fall in love to each other. The girl is scared to admit that she looks the way her best friend looks to her...
