Chapter 3
“Did you just say my brown eyes were pretty?” I asked, incredulous. There was no way he meant it.
“Come on,” he replied, rolling his eyes. “Haven’t you heard the chatter around here from the gossip vine? All the women want to ask you out, but they know it won’t go anywhere ‘cause you’re gay. The guys who are interested don’t even try ‘cause they think they’ll get shot down. You’re just too ‘hot’ for words, apparently. Doesn’t stop any of them from wishing and hoping over the water cooler, though.” He winked at me and went to sit at his desk.
Putting my coffee near my keyboard, I got ready for the day. “No, I hadn’t heard that. Or I’m just oblivious. I don’t take myself that seriously, I guess. As far as I’m concerned, I look average. Especially when compared to you,” I mumbled, or so I thought.
I heard Justin’s chair roll back and turned to see him staring at me in shock.
“What?” I asked.
“Did you just compare yourself to me?”