Page 51 of Hate You, Maybe

Chapter Forty

Reasons Why Dexter Michaels

is the Actual Best:

(you know I had to)

He came to get me from Tequila Mockingbird when I was … fragile.

He stayed with me when I begged him to. And he slept in a chair.

He killed it directing Shakespeare, but he let ME give the speech to the SACSS.

He’s friends with Bridger, and Bridger’s pretty great. (See also: Apple cider donuts and soup work miracles. Bridger might need his own list.)

He reenacted Say Anything. For me.

He makes me feel (almost completely) safe, and he’s okay with the part of me that’s still not sure.

He’s not going to Harvest High because he’s loyal, and family means everything.

He rescued me from the storm. He rescued me from MY storm.

He’s my date to my mom’s wedding. (Bring on the storm.)

Clara.