She shifts in her seat and takes Will's arm off from around her shoulders. He turns to her with a raised eyebrow. “Girl talk baby, sorry.” He smiles and nods, still refusing to let her hand go. “Okay, I know it might be a sensitive topic and all, but I need to know. What happened with Cam that night at King’s Wolf?” she whispers. Her face is close to mine, making this conversation as private as possible.
My cheeks burn at her being so straightforward about a very personal and regretful moment. I try playing it cool.
“What do you mean?” I didn’t think Cameron would’ve told his friends about our kiss. So, until she asks me directly, I’m not saying a word.
“Come on, Kami, I know about the kiss. I saw you guys when I was outside in front of the bar before I ran back in.”
Busted. Nobody else knows about the kiss except three other people who are all in this room, and none of them would’ve ever told another soul.
“Please tell me that you didn’t tell anyone else.”
“I didn’t, don’t worry. Not even Will. He’s a blabbermouth. I swear guys gossip more than women.”
“That’s what I always say.”
Zo smiles. “So…back to the kiss.”
I let out a sigh. “It was a mistake. We have a history. Not dating history but history nonetheless, that I don’t feel like getting into now, if that’s okay with you?”
She waves her hand. “Of course. I’m sorry if I butted into something that wasn’t my business.”
“Hey, I literally pushed you into your crush’s arms the night I met you, so I’m the last person you need to apologize to for being nosey.” Zo laughs. “Did you ask Cameron about it?” Curiosity lines my question, secretly hoping to hear his side of things. He probably said it was a mistake, just like I did, but what happened in class is making me doubt that.
She lowers her gaze. “No.”
So much for hearing his side. “Why not? If you don’t mind me asking.”
She shakes her head. “The few times that we’ve spoken to him about you, he ends up switching gears. And even though I met him first and know him a bit better, you’re my friend too, and I wanted to know your perspective.”
I have mixed feelings about her answer. Should I feel happy that he’s keeping everything a secret? Of course, I should. That’s dirty laundry that doesn’t need to be aired out any time soon. Although, she might be lying in order to protect him, which I would understand.
Hello, major trust issues. Welcome back.
“Well, thank you for wanting to hear my perspective.”
“Of course.”
We talk a little more about her and Will and how their date went. She told me about how nervous he was. He wore a dress shirt with black jeans and put gel in his hair, which he never does. He even made a reservation at a fancy restaurant, but neither one of them felt comfortable there, and decided to go to a pizza joint in town. She said it was the best date of her life.
“I’m so happy for you, Zo.”
“Thanks.” She looks over to Will and kisses him on the cheek.And now they’re making out. That’s my cue to go anywhere else but here.
“How is everyone doing?” I question.
“We’re fine,” they all say in unison, annoyed because it’s the fourth time I’ve asked tonight.
“I’m a little nauseous from the drinks,” Jake’s date, Michelle, says. “I haven’t had anything to eat since breakfast.”
Of course, the only person here that I don’t know is drunk. At least she’s not falling over…yet. Jake gives me anI’m sorrylook. I nod my head to say it’s okay. We order some pizzas to the room and the three boxes are empty twenty minutes after being opened. It was ten-thirty at that point and everyone was buzzed, happy, and full, Michelle included.
After the pizza, things started to slow down and I decided it was time for a change of scenery.
Me: Hey, I was wondering how packed King’s Wolf is and if there’s a line?
Five minutes later, he texts me back.
Nick: It’s super packed, and there is a line. I also heard that the cops are going to be on the lookout for fakes, so I’d stay away. Warn your friends.
