Wren

Unable to look up at him, I continue. “She told you that…” I pause. “Well, that I had a crush on you. And you said…”

“I said I’m out of your league, and would never touch you even with a ten foot pole,” he groans.

Finally, I glance at him with a shrug.

“Yea. We were friends, Ezra…and sure, you didn’t see me like that, but you didn’t have to be mean about it.”

His lips press together. “What if I said I knew you were standing there?”

I freeze. ...