““He turned around and looked at me really intently. At my eyes. He must like my eyes! He looked away, then looked back at me. He couldn’t keep his eyes off my face. His brow furrowed slightly, and it looked like he was biting back a smile. “Guess we should go eat, huh?” he finally said. “Oh, yeah.” I sounded startled. So uncool. “Is there someplace I can wash my hands?” “Bathroom.” Jason hitched up that one intriguing corner of his mouth. “Where is it?” “Oh, right! It connects the two bedrooms on this side of the hall, although the other room is the junk room, so you don’t have to worry about anyone walking in on you. Tiff and I are across the hall and have our own bathroom.” Although normally I used the guest bathroom, because Tiffany was always drying things in ours. “For your private bathroom, you can either go through that door there or come into the hallway and get to it that way.” I felt like I was rambling. I wanted to yell, “Someone shut me up!””
