#Chapter 18- Date Night Gone Wrong

Fiona “You’ll what?” I ask as Ethan stands to leave the table. “I’ll have your desk moved right next to mine,” he repeats. I stare at this man. What is going through his mind? Like he hadn’t just said we’d be together every day, Ethan slides his phone into his pocket and walks away. Is he serious about moving my new desk or was he kidding? I mentally smack my forehead. Of course, he isn’t kidding. Mr. Serious-pants over here barely ever smiles, and he’s never joked around with me. “Ryan will stay with you today while you run your errands since your car is out of commission.” Ryan waves at me with a grin, and I awkwardly wave back. I find it kind of strange that Ethan treats his friend like his own personal driver, but maybe that’s Ryan’s job. Not wanting to make this any weirder than it is, I merely nod and accept that I’ll have an escort today. After what happened yesterday, I guess it won’t be a bad thing. “Have a good day,” I call out right before Ethan disappear