“Yes,” I said, to Ryan’s horror. “So uncool, but then is Brad a fling?”
“A fling?” Ryan could barely say the word.
Aria looked as confused as I’d intended her to be. “A fling?”
“Yeah, ’cause you don’t have to introduce flings to anyone. If he’s not important to you then no one has to meet him. Come this weekend you’re probably going to ditch him anyway.”
“No, Brad’s not a fling. I really like Brad. I like him a lot.” She nodded.
“Oh.” I bit the inside of my lip. “Then if this guy isn’t a fling, you’ll most definitely have to introduce him to the person who matters most to you. It’s Cosmo rules.”
When Aria looked at Ryan, awe filled his eyes. Then when she got out her phone and called Brad, he looked over at me wide-eyed like I’d just worked some kind of magic.
“Brad, hey—can you come by the house? I want you to meet my dad.”
