the similarities between Jude and Mila, with her tanned skin, long black lashes and full lips.
“Not sure.” I glanced at Jude as he turned and resumed flipping bacon on the skillet. “For a while, at least.” Nothing to go back to in Wyoming .
“Cool.” Mila pushed off the counter. “Well, I’ve got shit to do today.” She reached around for another slice of bacon, but Jude snapped the tongs at her and she jumped back. “Fine. But save me some, pretty please, dear older brother.”
“I’ll think about it.” When she was out of hearing distance, he asked me, “Are you a vegetarian?”
I laughed. “No way.”
“Good, because I’m not sure my heart could handle this much bacon myself and I want to make sure it’s all gone before she demands more.” He gave me another smile over his shoulder. “Sleep well?”
I nodded, not wanting to say anything else as he stared at me like that, so focused, as if he was listening to my words but monitoring my face for my expression too. It was easier to lie with your lips than your eyes, and I wondered if that was something he knew too.
I kicked myself for not even checking my reflection in the mirror. And I mentally kicked myself again for thinking that, because I shouldn’t be worried about my looks around Jude when I was dating his roommate.
Jude turned back to the stove and I relaxed. “Is Colin still asleep?”
“He is.”
“Are you going camping with us this weekend?”
Whoa, change of subject. “Uh…I…”
“Did he not tell you about it?” Jude turned completely around to face me. I averted my gaze to the counter top so I didn’t linger too long on his chest.
“No.”
“Well, a bunch of us are going up for a three-day hike. It’s fun. You should come.”
With that, I met his eyes again. “You don’t even know me; why do you think I should come?”
“Are you allergic to fun?”
I raised an eyebrow, feeling my hormones finally chilling out. “Of course not,” I said, but I didn’t believe it. I couldn’t remember the last thing I did for fun.
“Then,” he said, holding a hand out as if it was that easy, “come.”
“Come to what?” a voice asked from behind me.
I turned around to see Colin standing in the doorway from the hall. He rubbed the sleep from his eyes as he approached us, nodded at Jude before reaching down and giving me a kiss. I reminded myself that Colin was my boyfriend and I was here to fix us as I leaned into the kiss, closing my eyes and letting the warmth from his touch cover me. But still, I knew I was overcompensating.
I told myself I wasn’t attracted to Jude.
I told myself a lot of things that weren’t true.
“Camping,” Jude said, holding the plate of bacon out to us. I picked up a slice and held it pinched between my forefinger and thumb. “She’s coming, yeah?”
I looked up to Colin because it was better than staring at Jude’s chest. “Camping?”
Colin held Jude’s stare for a minute before looking down to me. “I don’t think you’d enjoy it.”
I maintained eye contact with Colin to the point where it was almost uncomfortable. “Why not?”
“It’s outside.”
I gave him a look that held annoyance, because he didn’t know me well enough to decide I didn’t like being outside. “Is Mila going?” I asked.
“No.” I blinked, waiting for him to continue. “Have you ever gone camping before?” he asked, a hint of exasperation in his voice.
I hadn’t, and I wasn’t sure if Colin knew that or not.
Before I could speak, Jude interrupted. “When was the first time you’d gone camping, Colin?”
Colin’s eyebrows drew together in thought. “I was probably ten or so.”
Jude held a hand out again, like he was offering something to Colin. “You didn’t know whether or not you’d enjoy it until you went for the first time, correct?”
I watched the veins in Colin’s neck strain against his skin. “I suppose not.”
“Then how can you know she wouldn’t enjoy
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