Lauren Asher

Forget kissing her. I could fuck her for standing by me instead of Cal on something like this.
“I don’t like you two ganging up on me.” He rolls his eyes.
She gives his hand a pat. “It’s in your best interest. You hate business talk anyway.”
He sighs. “You’re right. Still fucked up though when you’re my best friend.”
“And he’s my husband. Don’t make me choose between you two.”

I gather up courage as the song continues because I want to let her know. Because I never want another day to go by without her hearing it.

“I love you.” My voice rasps over the music

But most importantly, Noah Slade, the love of my life.