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interesting?”
My eyes grew wide as I understood what she was telling me. “Yeah.”
She paused before adding, “Equally interesting is that Charmaine and Aaron both told me they couldn’t help out with any Homecoming weekend festivities because they would be out of town, so unless they were lying, I would say they probably have no idea where their son is right now.”
“Oh,” I whispered.
“Indeed.” She grimaced and reached over to squeeze my hand. “I know you’ll make good choices,” she said after another heavy sigh. “I trust you.”
I remained motionless in my chair, waiting for the lecture to continue, but my mom stood up, patted me on the head, and left me alone at the table.
It was, by far, the weirdest talk ever.
Dante came into the kitchen a few moments after she walked out.
“Hi,” I said, standing up. I made a vague gesture in the direction my mother went. “Sorry. My mom’s kind of weird sometimes.” I shoved my hands in my pockets and shrugged.
“No, I get it,” he said.
“I was about to go back and join you guys. Did you need something? Like more snacks?”
He moved closer to me. “No, there’s still plenty of munchies in there.”
“Oh, okay.” I stared at a piece of lint on his shirt as I tried to think of something to say. “We’re missing the movie,” I finally blurted.
Dante chuckled. “You know, I’m really not a big James Bond fan.”
“Seriously? Then why are you here?”
“To see you,” he replied, taking another step closer.
“Oh.” I looked at my bare feet, feeling embarrassed.
“I looked for you after halftime last night.”
“We left right after the parade,” I explained in a rush. “I was freezing.”
Dante’s cheeks dimpled as he smiled. “I couldn’t tell from where I was sitting. You looked amazing.”
“Thank you. Ally did all the work.”
“Not all of it.”
My cheeks were definitely burning, and I couldn’t meet his gaze. “Thanks.”
“So this movie thing,” he said, reaching for my hand. “How long are people staying?”
He was so close to me, I could see the cotton of his shirt straining to stretch across his chest. “Well, um, Ally and Talia are sleeping over,” I said. “And, um, my dad’ll take Finn home whenever we decide we’ve had enough. So maybe in, like, an hour? It’ll be around midnight if we watch the next one.” I bit my lip and studied him. “Why?”
He took another step closer. “I thought maybe you’d want to go to the after-party with me.”
His sweet citrusy-peppery-leathery scent was heady. “After-party? Like, the after-Homecoming after-party?”
“Yeah, at Liam’s. It’s supposed to be some huge thing since he’s a senior and all.”
I frowned. It sounded like Dante was asking me out, which was so awesome I could scream, but I wasn’t going to ditch my friends. Besides, Brady had told me enough about parties at the Iversons’ for me to know it wasn’t my scene. I wasn’t interested in watching people puke in the bushes or pass out on the patio furniture.
“No thanks,” I said. “I’m not really the big party type. And besides, Brady will probably be there, and it would be weird if I suddenly showed up. Sorry.”
“That’s too bad. I was kind of hoping I could have you to myself for a little while.”
“Really?”
He laughed. “Really.”
Inside, I was squealing and turning cartwheels. On the outside, all I could muster was a lame shrug and a giggle.
“Well, since it seems like I won’t get that alone time with you,” he said, taking a step back, “I think I’ll head over to Liam’s for a while anyway.”
“Oh.” I tried to hide my disappointment. Even if we wouldn’t have exactly been alone, we still could have hung out together. But I nodded. “Okay. I’ll walk you out.”
Mom wasn’t kidding about the new roadster in our driveway. Dante pushed a button on his key fob, and the sleek black car lit up. He saw me eyeing it and grinned.
“Do you
My eyes grew wide as I understood what she was telling me. “Yeah.”
She paused before adding, “Equally interesting is that Charmaine and Aaron both told me they couldn’t help out with any Homecoming weekend festivities because they would be out of town, so unless they were lying, I would say they probably have no idea where their son is right now.”
“Oh,” I whispered.
“Indeed.” She grimaced and reached over to squeeze my hand. “I know you’ll make good choices,” she said after another heavy sigh. “I trust you.”
I remained motionless in my chair, waiting for the lecture to continue, but my mom stood up, patted me on the head, and left me alone at the table.
It was, by far, the weirdest talk ever.
Dante came into the kitchen a few moments after she walked out.
“Hi,” I said, standing up. I made a vague gesture in the direction my mother went. “Sorry. My mom’s kind of weird sometimes.” I shoved my hands in my pockets and shrugged.
“No, I get it,” he said.
“I was about to go back and join you guys. Did you need something? Like more snacks?”
He moved closer to me. “No, there’s still plenty of munchies in there.”
“Oh, okay.” I stared at a piece of lint on his shirt as I tried to think of something to say. “We’re missing the movie,” I finally blurted.
Dante chuckled. “You know, I’m really not a big James Bond fan.”
“Seriously? Then why are you here?”
“To see you,” he replied, taking another step closer.
“Oh.” I looked at my bare feet, feeling embarrassed.
“I looked for you after halftime last night.”
“We left right after the parade,” I explained in a rush. “I was freezing.”
Dante’s cheeks dimpled as he smiled. “I couldn’t tell from where I was sitting. You looked amazing.”
“Thank you. Ally did all the work.”
“Not all of it.”
My cheeks were definitely burning, and I couldn’t meet his gaze. “Thanks.”
“So this movie thing,” he said, reaching for my hand. “How long are people staying?”
He was so close to me, I could see the cotton of his shirt straining to stretch across his chest. “Well, um, Ally and Talia are sleeping over,” I said. “And, um, my dad’ll take Finn home whenever we decide we’ve had enough. So maybe in, like, an hour? It’ll be around midnight if we watch the next one.” I bit my lip and studied him. “Why?”
He took another step closer. “I thought maybe you’d want to go to the after-party with me.”
His sweet citrusy-peppery-leathery scent was heady. “After-party? Like, the after-Homecoming after-party?”
“Yeah, at Liam’s. It’s supposed to be some huge thing since he’s a senior and all.”
I frowned. It sounded like Dante was asking me out, which was so awesome I could scream, but I wasn’t going to ditch my friends. Besides, Brady had told me enough about parties at the Iversons’ for me to know it wasn’t my scene. I wasn’t interested in watching people puke in the bushes or pass out on the patio furniture.
“No thanks,” I said. “I’m not really the big party type. And besides, Brady will probably be there, and it would be weird if I suddenly showed up. Sorry.”
“That’s too bad. I was kind of hoping I could have you to myself for a little while.”
“Really?”
He laughed. “Really.”
Inside, I was squealing and turning cartwheels. On the outside, all I could muster was a lame shrug and a giggle.
“Well, since it seems like I won’t get that alone time with you,” he said, taking a step back, “I think I’ll head over to Liam’s for a while anyway.”
“Oh.” I tried to hide my disappointment. Even if we wouldn’t have exactly been alone, we still could have hung out together. But I nodded. “Okay. I’ll walk you out.”
Mom wasn’t kidding about the new roadster in our driveway. Dante pushed a button on his key fob, and the sleek black car lit up. He saw me eyeing it and grinned.
“Do you
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