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I can’t help the smile that blossoms on my face. Even annoyed with me, Bobbi is ready to fight and defend. “I’d expect nothing less from you.”

20 KEANU

Idon’t want to ask Bobbi to help me with makeup, so while wearing a bathrobe, I watch tutorials online. I mean, how hard can it be? But after twenty minutes of effort, Leigh’s vanity desk is a mess, and I look like a clown.

There’s a knock on the door, and then Bobbi asks, “Leigh, can I come in?”

Shit. If he sees me like this, he’ll know something is up.

“Give me a sec.” I search in a panic for the solution to remove all the stuff I put on my face.

“Oh come on. I’ve seen you in your underwear before.”

I freeze. What? A visceral feeling unfurls in the pit of my stomach, making me sick. Did Bobbi and Leigh hook up? Maybe they like to mix business with pleasure, or they did in the past. My head is spinning with the possibilities.

Bobbi enters the room. “Oh, you’re not even undressed.”

I whirl around and glower at him. “Are you disappointed?”

His eyes round. “What happened to your face?”

Crap. I forgot about the makeup.

“Don’t mind my face. You didn’t answer my question.”

“You’re not making any sense. As matter of fact, you’ve been weird since Keanu came crashing back into your life.”

I’m still riding the jealousy monster, but I have to rein it in. If I fight with Bobbi and mess up his relationship with Leigh, she’ll never forgive me.

I sigh, turning around. “I’m sorry. I’m not sure why I got triggered by your underwear comment.”

Bobbi walks over. “Nothing has changed, Leigh. I’m still the same asexual person as before.”

I dip my chin so he won’t see the look of surprise on my face. So that’s the deal with Bobbi. No wonder he hates my guts for implying he was into guys. I was such an idiot back then.

“I know,” I reply.

“Leigh… you being triggered like that… are you sure this has nothing to do with what happened two years ago?”

My heart leaps up to my throat, getting stuck there. I lift my chin and lock gazes with Bobbi through the mirror’s reflection. “What the hell happened to her?” I blurt out.

Bobbi jerks back, and the blood seems to drain from his freckled face. “Leigh… are you all right?”

Shit. Shit. Shit.

How am I going to explain my outburst to him now? It wouldn’t be a leap for him to conclude Leigh is having some kind of mental breakdown. I rest my forehead on my hand. “Fuck.”

Bobbi touches my shoulder. “Maybe you should go see Dr. Fowler again. I’m worried about you. You’re not acting like yourself.”

“I… I don’t know who Dr. Fowler is or what happened two years ago.” I glance at Bobbi.

His face is ashen, and he looks extremely concerned. I can’t keep the truth bottled up anymore. No matter what I say, Bobbi won’t believe Leigh is okay. I fucked things up royally, and nothing I can do now will help dig myself out of the hole of my own making. The truth is the only thing that might do the trick.

“I can’t remember any of those things because… I’m not Leigh. I’m Keanu.”

Bobbi blinks fast, and I can almost see the gears in his head spinning like a top. “Come again?”

“I know it sounds crazy. Leigh and I swapped bodies. We don’t know how, but this morning, when we woke up, the switch had already taken place.”