Chapter 94 A Bookshop, A Hand, And No Pressure

• Jules POV
• Adrian and me don't call it a date.
• We don't call it anything, actually, which is its own kind of deliberate. Adrian texts me on a Thursday afternoon — there's a bookshop on Clement Street I've been meaning to check out, if you wanted to come — and I text back: sure and we meet there at two o'clock on a Saturday like two people who are figuring out what they are without forcing it into a shape before it's ready.