“Dude, I may have ruined everything for you and that sucks.” She looked from him back to me. “So. Yeah. He likes you and don’t blame him for me being a jerk. I pushed him into telling me. I’m a crap friend on two accounts.”

“Three,” Erin corrected. “You just totally outed him to the girl he likes.”

“Okay, fine, three, but if it makes anything better, it was worth it.” Morgan got up from her seat to stand in front of Leaf, her back now to me. She was tall, but he was taller, and they stared at one another. “She’s cool. I’m sorry to screw that up, man.”

Leaf rolled his head back. He looked tired and stressed and pretty miserable. When he didn’t say anything, Morgan reached for Erin’s hand and tugged her along out of the library, both of them mumbling goodbyes. That left me with a guilty-looking Rom who couldn’t quite look me in the eye.

Likes you, Morgan said.

Not liked. Likes.

Maybe...

Uggggh. Why is this so hard?

“I’m not sure what I’m supposed to say beyond I’m sorry, I broke your trust and I won’t ever do it again,” Leaf said. He gestured at the chair across from me that Morgan had just vacated—it was a question, to see if I’d welcome his company. I nodded. He shucked his backpack and turned the chair back around to sprawl, or try to sprawl, a big, heavy guy in a plastic wreck of a seat shifting his weight as he tried to get comfortable. He ran a hand down his face and then through his hair, tugging on his black ponytail. “She’s not lying. I do like you. This is so uncomfortable.”

“Yeah, it is,” I said. He glanced at me, his worry on full display. I managed a small smile for him in spite of it all. Yes, he’d pissed me off, but I was warming up to him again because, in part, I’m a sucker for punishment, but also, can you really blame me? My micro-crush had just admitted to micro-crushing back. Morgan’s explanation certainly painted Leaf in a better light, and in Leaf’s shoes, maybe I’d have done similar.

Slow down, Sara. Slow down.

He’s still new. You need to be smart about this.

I cleared my throat. “I mean, it’s not okay what you did, but I don’t hate you or anything. I’m mad, but that’s mostly because everyone around here is acting like they’ve never seen a pregnant chick before.”