23. Cole
Cole
Sunny's acting strange. Ever since she woke up this morning, she's been all over the place.
Blushing whenever one of us speaks to her, tripping over random stuff.
I had to take away the chef's knife she was holding at lunch because I feared she might cut off one of her thin, beautiful fingers.
She's stuttering, which I've never heard her do before.
I want to confront her, but she won't let us corner her long enough to ask.
"Anyone got any ideas on what's going on with Sunny?" I ask at the table. Everyone looks up from their work.
"Oh, thank fuck. I thought it was just me, like maybe I said something wrong," Jess says. I roll my eyes. The man fucked up every courting before Sunny, basically on purpose. To see him so overly concerned about manners now is almost comical.
"Maybe something happened at the dinner?" Hunt suggests. That was when this strange behavior started.
"I'll try to talk to her tonight," I say. Everyone seems mollified by this. But Sunny doesn't come to dinner. However, she does text us as a group for the first time since we gave her our numbers. I didn't think she'd put them in her phone.
Sunny has named this group chat Sunny's Stalkers.
Sunny:
I'm not going to be able to get back for dinner but there's leftovers and stuff in the fridge.
Cole:
Where are you?
Sunny:
Still on the farm, in the barn. There's a problem with the equipment and I have to wait for the repair guys to get done.
Luca:
We are not Stalkers.
Sunny:
You're creepily hanging out on my lawn every single day.
Cole:
That's completely out of context.
Jess:
I'll stalk you any day.
Hunt:
Jesus Jess.