[Shane]
I knocked on the door before I wiped my sweaty hands on my jeans. Heather had begged me to come over and I wasn’t sure what to expect. Was she going to accept my rejection? Or had she broken things off with Wesley? I would feel terrible if she had. Over the past few days, I had found that he wasn’t as stupid as I had originally thought. In fact, I kind of like the dude.
“Come in, it’s open,” Heather called out, and I quickly pushed open the door. I immediately spotted them on the couch, and I took a deep breath as I closed the door. Whatever was about to happen, I could handle it. I didn’t need my brother. I didn’t need Keesha. I didn’t need anyone to hold my hand.
“Hey,” I greeted them, as I ventured into the living room.
“Hey,” Wesley and Heather said, and I sat down on th
