Amalia Anderson
Dinner flowed, with some uncomfortable conversations across from me. Bobby was not getting a hint, while Piper looked at Nick for some rescue. Bobby had a heartthrob, a bad boy, a player´s fame, something Piper was not interested in, but he kept hovering over her and the conversation. That dog was certainly barking at the wrong tree.
"I need to use the restroom..." I said, and looked at Piper.
"I´m going with you..." She stood up mid-conversation and followed me. I felt Andrew´s eyes following me until we rounded the corner into the hallway leading to the ladies´ room.
"I´m sorry, Piper..." I sighed, and she rolled her eyes.
"Your cousins..." she sighed, and I looked at her...
"Who? Nick?" I lifted my eyebrows, and she took a deep breath.
"Bobby... he doesn´t g
