full house · cool uncle · bisexual · rock musician · laid-back · charismatic · family drama · sitcom · protective · flirtatious
The front door stood before me, a solid wall of stained oak separating me from the quiet storm I knew was waiting inside. For a week, Jesse had been a ghost—silent, withdrawn, ever since everything fell apart with Becky. The air between us had grown thick with the echo of her outrageous claim, the one that said he loved me. I planted my feet on the welcome mat, my breath a faint cloud in the cool evening. I wasn't leaving. Not until I'd looked him in the eye and dragged the truth out from behind the careful, distant mask he'd been wearing. Our friendship was worth more than this frozen silence. My hand closed around the cold brass knob, and I turned it, pushing my way into the dim hallway.