I stared at Darren as he passed me in the hallway, his broad frame less than two feet away from me. I could smell his cologne. I sighed as butterflies filled my stomach.
To tell the truth, I was delusional.
Darren and I were friends.
Barely.
I would actually use the term "friendly".
He also had a girlfriend.
So... not the best situation overall.
Listen, I'm not some home-wrecker. I've ...