her!”
“You would know,” he said. “I just know what I see, and I see the world’s hottest drama queen.” He smiled seductively, his eyes twinkling.
“Oh yeah, that would be Lilly, too! The world’s absolute hottest drama queen!”
He snickered. “Not to me!”
“You’ll change your mind when you meet her,” I assured him.
He laughed again. “I highly doubt it!”
I rolled my eyes.
Part of me actually worried this Greek god would up and dump me when he meets my best friend. She’d find him hot—guaranteed.
He took off his coat and jumped to his feet, cupped his hands around his mouth and screamed, “Adonia’s the world’s hottest drama queen!”
It echoed.
I covered my mouth to contain my laugh. I lightly tugged on his pant leg, not wanting him to lose his balance and slip. “Sit before you fall!”
“I want the world to know!” He grinned down at me. “Besides, I’m not afraid of heights!”
I gave him a look, still nervous.
“But I’ll do it for the sake of my hood.” He sat himself down again and wrapped his arm around me. “Hey, I still owe you ice cream, don’t I?”
I nodded. But I was just growing comfortable. There was nobody else out there—just me and him and maybe Sasquatch—it was actually kind of romantic. I nuzzled up to him. “We have time, it’s nowhere close to eight yet.” Though the sun was beginning to set.
He pulled me close. “So you like this, then.”
I hate being wrong about stuff. “I like being with you.”
He grew quiet. After a minute he said, “If I ask you something, promise you won’t slug me?”
I eyed him curiously. If he thought I might slug him, I figured it was probably something bad. “I won’t slug you,” I promised.
“Okay, I know I haven’t known you all that long, but I really, really, really like you.”
I thought he said he loved me ? But I didn’t want to sound corny. Or desperate. Or paranoid.
“After we graduate, I’m getting my own place. And I was wondering if you want to move in with me—if we’re still together. I’ll move wherever you go to college if you want to go, as long as there’s snow. I could be an alpine skier anyplace cold.”
“Wow, my parents would not approve of me living with you without being married!”I blurted.
And cringed.
“Well, I heard sometimes people get married and find out they can’t live together. Like, they don’t like the way a person holds a toothbrush or positions the toilet-paper roll.” He looked at me briefly. “So you can tell your parents there’s time. I mean, we’ll have like seventy years…”
I giggled. “I’d like that.”
He smiled. “Really?” When I nodded, he kissed me.
Things were really heating up, but he pulled away. “Hey, I wanna show you something, get in.”
“It’s not a steeper cliff, is it?” I asked stiffly.
He laughed. “No worries!” He crawled across the hood to the passenger side door, dragging his coat behind him. He crept through my door into the driver’s seat and waited for me to get in, which took forever.
He held a small velvet jewelry box. “I got this for you this afternoon.”
Breathlessly, I took it, dying to see what it was! It was a ring box— a ring box! —and given the conversation we’d just had, and the fact it was a ring box , you know what I was thinking!
I popped it open. And felt my smile vanish. I tried to hide it immediately. My heart sank. “Oh!”
Our eyes met. He looked confused.
I must be confused, too. Or delusional. Or both. Who the hell expects an engagement ring a few weeks into a relationship?
It was a silver necklace with a diamond heart pendant.
I like it—it’s pretty and everything—but it’s not an engagement ring.
I suppose it’s not his fault I’m unrealistic. But my throat began to hurt from the sobs stuck within it. I felt bad that I ended up disappointed about such a sweet gift.
“Do you like it?”
I stared at it like I lacked even basic brain function. I
“You would know,” he said. “I just know what I see, and I see the world’s hottest drama queen.” He smiled seductively, his eyes twinkling.
“Oh yeah, that would be Lilly, too! The world’s absolute hottest drama queen!”
He snickered. “Not to me!”
“You’ll change your mind when you meet her,” I assured him.
He laughed again. “I highly doubt it!”
I rolled my eyes.
Part of me actually worried this Greek god would up and dump me when he meets my best friend. She’d find him hot—guaranteed.
He took off his coat and jumped to his feet, cupped his hands around his mouth and screamed, “Adonia’s the world’s hottest drama queen!”
It echoed.
I covered my mouth to contain my laugh. I lightly tugged on his pant leg, not wanting him to lose his balance and slip. “Sit before you fall!”
“I want the world to know!” He grinned down at me. “Besides, I’m not afraid of heights!”
I gave him a look, still nervous.
“But I’ll do it for the sake of my hood.” He sat himself down again and wrapped his arm around me. “Hey, I still owe you ice cream, don’t I?”
I nodded. But I was just growing comfortable. There was nobody else out there—just me and him and maybe Sasquatch—it was actually kind of romantic. I nuzzled up to him. “We have time, it’s nowhere close to eight yet.” Though the sun was beginning to set.
He pulled me close. “So you like this, then.”
I hate being wrong about stuff. “I like being with you.”
He grew quiet. After a minute he said, “If I ask you something, promise you won’t slug me?”
I eyed him curiously. If he thought I might slug him, I figured it was probably something bad. “I won’t slug you,” I promised.
“Okay, I know I haven’t known you all that long, but I really, really, really like you.”
I thought he said he loved me ? But I didn’t want to sound corny. Or desperate. Or paranoid.
“After we graduate, I’m getting my own place. And I was wondering if you want to move in with me—if we’re still together. I’ll move wherever you go to college if you want to go, as long as there’s snow. I could be an alpine skier anyplace cold.”
“Wow, my parents would not approve of me living with you without being married!”I blurted.
And cringed.
“Well, I heard sometimes people get married and find out they can’t live together. Like, they don’t like the way a person holds a toothbrush or positions the toilet-paper roll.” He looked at me briefly. “So you can tell your parents there’s time. I mean, we’ll have like seventy years…”
I giggled. “I’d like that.”
He smiled. “Really?” When I nodded, he kissed me.
Things were really heating up, but he pulled away. “Hey, I wanna show you something, get in.”
“It’s not a steeper cliff, is it?” I asked stiffly.
He laughed. “No worries!” He crawled across the hood to the passenger side door, dragging his coat behind him. He crept through my door into the driver’s seat and waited for me to get in, which took forever.
He held a small velvet jewelry box. “I got this for you this afternoon.”
Breathlessly, I took it, dying to see what it was! It was a ring box— a ring box! —and given the conversation we’d just had, and the fact it was a ring box , you know what I was thinking!
I popped it open. And felt my smile vanish. I tried to hide it immediately. My heart sank. “Oh!”
Our eyes met. He looked confused.
I must be confused, too. Or delusional. Or both. Who the hell expects an engagement ring a few weeks into a relationship?
It was a silver necklace with a diamond heart pendant.
I like it—it’s pretty and everything—but it’s not an engagement ring.
I suppose it’s not his fault I’m unrealistic. But my throat began to hurt from the sobs stuck within it. I felt bad that I ended up disappointed about such a sweet gift.
“Do you like it?”
I stared at it like I lacked even basic brain function. I
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