Xyr eyes widen. “What?”

“You just let me sleep on your shoulder?”

“Should I not have let you sleep on my shoulder?”

I cross my arms as I click on my phone. “I have a boyfriend.”

Devin laughs. “You fell asleep. That’s not adultery.”

But it kind of feels like it is.

I shake off the feeling as I look at my phone, a message from Drew coloring the screen. Hey, things are getting kind of rocky here. Can you talk?

I sigh, quickly typing up, I’m working, but I’ll call you later?

Okay.

And I officially feel like the world’s worst boyfriend, but I don’t know what else to do.

My Tumblr inbox is full of messages, but I just turn off the notifications since I don’t have the energy to reply to them right now and I really should focus on working this weekend.

When we reach our destination, we all file out of the bus, and they conduct a formal head count before we get divided into groups. There are five cabins and ten leaders including Devin and me. Our main job on this trip is just to be cabin RAs and make sure everyone’s being reasonable come bedtime. For now, we lead our group of six boys out to our cabin and let them choose their bunk beds and put their stuff down.

I glance down at my phone again, and fortunately enough, it looks like I still get service in the cabin.

Devin calls out, “Okay, ten minutes, then we head to the lake!”

I reach into my bag and look for the sunscreen that I promptly realize I forgot to pack. Perfect.

“Sunscreen?”

I look up to see Devin holding out a spray can to me, and I take it, quickly shooting it all over my arms and legs. I don’t usually get burned too much, but skin cancer is real.

I pass the sunscreen back with a mumbled, “Thanks.”

“No problem,” xe says. “Something on your mind? You look troubled.”

But I just shake my head because talking to Devin about my boyfriend just seems wrong. I mean, I’m not even sure if we’re friends or just coworkers, and it doesn’t seem right to spill that kind of information with someone I barely know.