He liked me, but it wasn’t like that in the beginning.
Maybe he’s becoming just as whipped as I apparently am. On second thought, I can’t believe Jackson even agreed to meet her father. I have no idea how Jackson and Selena are going to work if he already wants to smash her father. He hangs up and I slip my phone back into my pocket. She’s run off and isn’t answering her phone. “Yeah,” I lie, pretending I didn’t forget. I forgot I asked Jackson to move in three weeks ago. “Anyway, bro, you still prepared for me to move in today?” I do, however, know she likes to dress pretty and drink hard. I don’t know if she has any deep seated issues-hell, I don’t even know what her favorite color is. I’ve never really spent time alone with Selena.
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