#Chapter 103: Distraction

Any doubts I had about Dylan being comfortable in the chaotic apartment belonging to Maria, Megan, Rachel, and their two other roommates flew out the window the minute he walked into the place. He didn’t so much as bat an eye at the dishes in the sink, or the make-up palettes left on almost every surface, or even the drying bras hanging from the ceiling fan. He just smiled like he always did, ever in his own element. The only thing in the room that put a tiny falter in that smile was me. I had to fix this relationship somehow, I knew that. But everything was so complicated, and I didn’t know how I felt at the moment. Everything was so messy. He looked at me as if he was studying me. “You okay?” “Not really,” I admitted. “But… I’ll feel better when this is resolved.” Dylan placed his hand on my shoulder. “We’ll figure this out.” His smile added teeth. “There’s no problem I can’t fix.” “Thank you,” I told him, and led him inside. Megan had hidden the pizza rolls away an