Maya

I take a step forward as the line shuffles a few feet ahead. My phone vibrates in my backpack, and I pull it out.

Unknown Number:Where are you?

I scan the thread to check for any past messages but come up empty. The phone vibrates again before I have a chance to tuck it away in my backpack.

Unknown Number:It’s Richard.

Really? What does he want?

I’ve been keeping my distance from him for the last few weeks, ever since Nikki’s little stint to get us together. I’m afraid I’ll end up doing something I’ll regret. Between the dinner he didn’t need to buy me and the pumpkin carving, I’m losing the battle against staying away from him. Plus, I feel guilty about stringing Scott along while becoming more interested in Richard.

You’ll have to pick one eventually.

The thought makes my stomach sour. I grind my teeth together…