“Okay, Lily. Be good.”
“I will. Bye,” I said, and ended the call as I walked through the doors to see Lucas leaning against the pillar.
His smile as I walked toward him made me forget Jane, my father, and pretty much anything other than spending a date night with Lucas Kade.
Chapter20
Lily
“So,what’d you think of the movie?” I said as we waited for our burgers.
There was no way I should feel nervous with Lucas—he’d seen me first thing in the morning, soaking wet, and had inspected every inch of my body. But sitting in a booth at a burger joint on the part two of our movie and dinner date? It just felt kind of weird.
“Huh? Oh. Um, yeah, it was okay, I guess. Bordered on chick flick, but enough blood and guts to keep it interesting.”
“Now see, I was thinking less blood and guts and a little more of the couple and it would have been better.”
He shrugged and smiled a little lopsided grin. “Yeah, well.”
I reached across the booth table and touched his hand. It had been hard to tell during the movie, but now it seemed obvious to me that something was on his mind.
“Andy okay?” I asked.
“Mmm-hmm,” he said, and took his hand from mine to take a drink of his Coke. I leaned back on my side of the booth, trying not to be hurt that he took his hand away. Trying not to read anything into it.
“Your mom? She’s doing all right in rehab?”
He nodded. “Yeah. Actually, she’s doing really well. It seems to be really helping her…”
There was a “this time” at the end of that sentence, but he didn’t say it. “That’s great,” I said.
He nodded again, not looking at me, eating some of his fries. Finally he sighed heavily and said, “That night in the pool? A couple of weeks ago?”
“Uh…yeah?” Like I was going to forget that night.
“We didn’t use anything. I didn’t use a condom.”
That was what was bothering him? “It’s okay, I’m on the pill.”
“You are?”
I nodded, ate a couple of my fries. They were extra greasy, just how I liked them.
“Recently?”
“No. I went on it last year.”
He was taking this in, and I realized that I probably could have saved him some worrying since that night in the pool. But then, he hadn’t told me he’d been worried, had he?
“I’m sorry I didn’t say anything after that night in the pool. Honestly, it didn’t occur to me.” I went to touch him again, but he’d moved both hands to his sides, beneath the table. “I’m sorry you’ve been worrying about it all this time.”
He looked a little embarrassed. “I wasn’t. Worrying about it since then. I thought about it after you left, but then…with everything else that’s going on, I didn’t think about it again until just now for some reason. I’m glad you’re protected, that we’re covered.”
“What’s the ‘everything else that’s going on’?”
He shrugged, looking out the window of the restaurant to the streets of Schoolport. “Nothing for you to worry about. It’ll work itself out.”
“Hey,” I said, gently but with some firmness in my voice. I waited until he looked away from the window and met my eyes. “What’s going on? Talk to me.”
