Kacie

“The Breakfast Club will never get old,” I said with a sigh. I sat sandwiched between two large warm bodies. Jake had pulled my leg up and over his and Viktor held my hand. Jake’s fingers trailed circles into my thigh and I rested my head on Viktor’s shoulder.

“It’s a classic,” Viktor said. I stared down at our entwined fingers as I tried to work out how to start the ‘us’ conversation.

“So what’s next on the schedule?” Jake asked.

“I’ve had fun just hanging out ...