I was moving without realizing it. I didn't remember getting up from the table, but I did remember throwing my arms around Jake's shoulders for a quick, firm, awkward-feeling hug. It felt strange but also good? I didn't quite know. The jury was still out.

"Thanks," I said, letting go and scurrying back to my seat. All that worrying and wondering and Jake had made it so simple. I felt like an idiot.