She isn’t serious, is she? Okay, maybe I am “curvy,” as she put it, but guys are never interested in me like that. Well, apparently Brayden likes me, but it’s only a matter of time before he comes to his senses too. The thought of Brayden figuring out that I’m not worth it makes me sad. Adrienne chuckling beside me brings me back to reality. “Is she always so outspoken?” I ask. “Always. You get used to it after a few years, though,” she says, still laughing. “Only a few years?” I joke. And just like that, I’m comfortable with Adrienne already. We go back and forth with each other, talking and laughing. Finally, I ask if she needs any help with dinner. At my house, I’ve learned not to offer. If my dad is cooking, it’s always a flat out “No.” He likes his kitchen time. Mom will let me “help” and then completely disappear, leaving me to do the rest on my own. Adrienne’s face brightens and she nods. “I know it’s rude to let guests work while they’re visiting, but I’d be an idiot if I turned down that offer.”
