RUBBY

"Alex, right?" Josh asked eyeing me suspiciously.

"What's with the eyes?" I asked, forcing back my laughter.

"Nothing. How were you able to get his number?" He asked, fiddling with his fingers like a teenager in love.

"My Gmail. I had it saved there, so immediately I entered it into the phone, every saved number popped up."

"I see," Josh whispered, his face was an expression of both sadness and jealousy.

"I'm scared," I blurted suddenly.

"Why?" He asked and came close to ...