Chapter 18 : Boyfriend Behavior

**Isa My heart pounded steadily as I made my way up to my floor in the elevator. It seemed like any one of these strangers could have called me out for being a pulsing, nervous blob. Since Callan and I made out— mostly sober— during the Thanksgiving weekend, it was all I could do not to text him to meet up. In fact, I didn't text him at all other than to tell him Happy Thanksgiving, to which he replied the same but with a smiley face. I thought our minimal contact over the weekend would have helped to ease my mind of him, but that certainly did not end up being the case. My mother got onto me several times for being zoned out when I visited her on Thanksgiving evening. I told her that I was just tired, but then she mentioned the smug smile on my face and the blush on my cheeks. Of course, I denied all of her guesses about what was going on. Besides, we weren't actually dating. We couldn't. Not while I was working under him. I told myself that I wasn't going