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listening.”
“But I don’t want to talk about it.”
“Fair enough, but if you change your mind.”
“I’m not going to change my mind.”
“If you say so.” He finished off his Coke.
Seating is now beginning . The announcement came over the loudspeaker.
“I hope you’re a sit in the middle type person.”
“Excuse me?”
“I had to reserve our seats in advance since I knew it would be crowded. We’re in the middle.”
“Middle’s perfect.” I seemed to always date guys who liked the front or back. Sitting in the front strained my neck, and I needed glasses to see from the back.
I stood up and took off my coat. I’d been so cold and distracted, I’d never taken it off.
We started walking toward the doors of the theater when I saw Glen. Seriously? At the movies? “Let’s go.” I grabbed on to Dalton’s arm.
“What?” He looked over his shoulder. “Oh. I see.”
“Come on. Get the tickets out. Let’s do this.”
“Are you sure that’s what you want to do?” He put his hands on my arms. “Maybe it would be better to face this head on.”
“You don’t understand.”
“No, I don’t. And whose fault is that?”
I gritted my teeth. “Please, Dalton.”
Glen noticed us and walked over. “Savy, what a pleasant surprise.”
I nudged Dalton. “Thanks, Mr. Slowpoke.”
“Relax. I have this.” Dalton put an arm around me. “Hi. Can we help you?” He looked right at Glen. At least Glen wasn’t with a girl. He was with a guy with spiky brown hair.
“Yes, you can help me. I’ve been trying to get a few minutes with Savy here. Mind if I borrow her?”
“I don’t want to talk to you.” I couldn’t look at him as I spoke. It just brought back memories of how humiliated I’d been.
“But I want to talk to you, and I’m not going to give up until you agree to it. Come on, just a few minutes.”
“What is it with this place? I’ve been here twenty-four hours and I have to deal with not one, but two annoying guys asking to talk with me when it’s the last thing I want to do.”
Glen laughed and looked at Dalton. “I guess you’ve been in the dog house too?”
The guy with the spiky hair leaned in toward Dalton. “Listen, man. These two have a history. If you think she really likes you then why not let them talk?”
For a moment I actually considered letting Mr. Spiky and Glen think that Dalton and I were together, but I quickly brushed the thought off. I wasn’t the kind of girl to play games. I didn’t like when people played them with me, so there was no reason to do it myself. “We’re not together that way.”
“You’re not?” Glen’s face lit up.
“No. Not that it should matter to you.”
Glen’s expression didn’t falter. “Can we talk? We have some time before the movie starts.”
“Since when do you come here?” He’d never mentioned the place before. How random was it that he happened to show up for the same movie showing?
“Since when do you?”
“Since Dalton suggested it.”
“Dalton? Huh?”
“Is there a problem with my name?” Dalton went on the defensive.
“No, although I’m still trying to figure this all out. She said you’re not together, so why do I keep seeing you with your hands all over her then?”
“She’s my friend. That’s all you need to know.”
“I don’t know what Savy has told you about me, but we’ve been friends for years. You can tone down the anger and over protectiveness. I’m the one who should be worried about you around her.”
“Except her dad likes to have me around her. Can you say the same thing?”
“Did you tell your dad?” Glen glanced at me apprehensively. “I haven’t seen him yet.”
“No, but who cares?”
“I care. It means I need to explain everything to him too.”
I took a deep breath. Maybe Dalton was right about hitting this head on. “Okay, Glen. Let’s talk.”
“Great.” He grinned. “We’ll be just a few minutes.” He reached his hand toward me,
“But I don’t want to talk about it.”
“Fair enough, but if you change your mind.”
“I’m not going to change my mind.”
“If you say so.” He finished off his Coke.
Seating is now beginning . The announcement came over the loudspeaker.
“I hope you’re a sit in the middle type person.”
“Excuse me?”
“I had to reserve our seats in advance since I knew it would be crowded. We’re in the middle.”
“Middle’s perfect.” I seemed to always date guys who liked the front or back. Sitting in the front strained my neck, and I needed glasses to see from the back.
I stood up and took off my coat. I’d been so cold and distracted, I’d never taken it off.
We started walking toward the doors of the theater when I saw Glen. Seriously? At the movies? “Let’s go.” I grabbed on to Dalton’s arm.
“What?” He looked over his shoulder. “Oh. I see.”
“Come on. Get the tickets out. Let’s do this.”
“Are you sure that’s what you want to do?” He put his hands on my arms. “Maybe it would be better to face this head on.”
“You don’t understand.”
“No, I don’t. And whose fault is that?”
I gritted my teeth. “Please, Dalton.”
Glen noticed us and walked over. “Savy, what a pleasant surprise.”
I nudged Dalton. “Thanks, Mr. Slowpoke.”
“Relax. I have this.” Dalton put an arm around me. “Hi. Can we help you?” He looked right at Glen. At least Glen wasn’t with a girl. He was with a guy with spiky brown hair.
“Yes, you can help me. I’ve been trying to get a few minutes with Savy here. Mind if I borrow her?”
“I don’t want to talk to you.” I couldn’t look at him as I spoke. It just brought back memories of how humiliated I’d been.
“But I want to talk to you, and I’m not going to give up until you agree to it. Come on, just a few minutes.”
“What is it with this place? I’ve been here twenty-four hours and I have to deal with not one, but two annoying guys asking to talk with me when it’s the last thing I want to do.”
Glen laughed and looked at Dalton. “I guess you’ve been in the dog house too?”
The guy with the spiky hair leaned in toward Dalton. “Listen, man. These two have a history. If you think she really likes you then why not let them talk?”
For a moment I actually considered letting Mr. Spiky and Glen think that Dalton and I were together, but I quickly brushed the thought off. I wasn’t the kind of girl to play games. I didn’t like when people played them with me, so there was no reason to do it myself. “We’re not together that way.”
“You’re not?” Glen’s face lit up.
“No. Not that it should matter to you.”
Glen’s expression didn’t falter. “Can we talk? We have some time before the movie starts.”
“Since when do you come here?” He’d never mentioned the place before. How random was it that he happened to show up for the same movie showing?
“Since when do you?”
“Since Dalton suggested it.”
“Dalton? Huh?”
“Is there a problem with my name?” Dalton went on the defensive.
“No, although I’m still trying to figure this all out. She said you’re not together, so why do I keep seeing you with your hands all over her then?”
“She’s my friend. That’s all you need to know.”
“I don’t know what Savy has told you about me, but we’ve been friends for years. You can tone down the anger and over protectiveness. I’m the one who should be worried about you around her.”
“Except her dad likes to have me around her. Can you say the same thing?”
“Did you tell your dad?” Glen glanced at me apprehensively. “I haven’t seen him yet.”
“No, but who cares?”
“I care. It means I need to explain everything to him too.”
I took a deep breath. Maybe Dalton was right about hitting this head on. “Okay, Glen. Let’s talk.”
“Great.” He grinned. “We’ll be just a few minutes.” He reached his hand toward me,
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