“Yeah,” I nod.

“When you texted me that you were really going to see her, I thought you were crazy, but I was also proud. Didn’t know you had such big balls.” Theo laughs, biting into his apple.

I roll my eyes. “It didn’t exactly go as planned, so maybe hold off on judging the size of my balls.”

“What? You didn’t tell her how you felt? You’ve only been obsessed with this girl for… how long?”

“Four years.”

“Four fucking years, bro. You should be engaged by now.” He shakes his head.

I cough. That’s funny, considering I wasn’t the only one with that mission in mind.

“I know, but… things changed. My feelings changed.”

“You’re being so cryptic, I can barely handle it. What happened?” he asks as we reach the truck line. I love this place. The workers are literally dressed like pirates. Caleb would think it’s hilarious and probably make a huge spectacle about it. Talking to them like a pirate or something. The thought makes me smile to myself.

“I’m into someone else. Didn’t realize it until I got there. It was a wild weekend.”

“You met another girl?” Theo looks at me, shocked.

I swallow hard, hands stuffed in my pockets. “Not exactly… a guy.”

His eyebrows shoot up. “YOU’RE GAY?!” he basically shouts.

“Theo! What the hell, man?” I punch him in the arm and glance around. Aside from the two girls snickering in front of us, no one seems to have noticed. Not that I care. It’s who I am and there’s no shame in that. The only thing that sucks is I can’t have the one person I want after figuring it out. It’s like life is playing a funny joke on me.

“Sorry,” he says, rubbing his arm. “I just… you’re so low-key. Never talked about anyone but Sarah, so I figured you were just really in love. Not gay.”

I nod. I get it. It was a shock to me too.

“I didn’t know either.”

“James is going to be crushed,” Theo laughs.

I frown. “Our boss? Why?”

“When you were gone, he wouldn’t shut up about how much he hoped you were okay. He’s so into you. You seriously never noticed?”

My face burns. Now that he mentions it, James has always been unusually affectionate and complimentary. But I never thought he liked me.

James is attractive. That beard, the dark hair, his whole rugged, polished thing. He’s handsome.

But he’s not Caleb.

Caleb is something else entirely. Someone you only see in movies or read about in books. With his long, dark, slicked-back hair that falls perfectly over his brows. That chiseled jaw I want to bite. The tattoos. God, the tattoos. Yeah, no. No one else stands a chance.

I can’t get over him. I don’t think I ever have and I never will again. It’s always been him.

I shake my head, remembering I’m still talking to Theo.

He orders tacos. I go for enchiladas.