He looked past her and blurted out the first thing he saw. “Church!”
Theo winced internally. Church? She caught him looking at her chest andthat’swhat he came up with?
“Church?” she repeated, raising her brow.
“Uh…yeah,” he said, shifting his weight. “It’s been a while since I went.”
Now Dani scowled. “Theo, you haven’t gone to church since you lived with your parents.”
“You don’t know that.”
It was true. “Mm-hmm. Sure, Theo,” she said rolling her eyes.
“What’s that supposed to mean? ‘Mm-hmm’?” he said, mimicking her.
“You’re a terrible liar, that’s all.” She looked at her fingernails almost as if she was bored. But his shame crept in.
“Okay, fine. Look, sorry I looked at your chest. For like a second. But I told you, you’re like a sister—”
“Riiiiiiiiight,” she said, cutting him off and glancing away. “Yoursister. Got it.”
His face twisted. He didn’t like the way she said that, howirritatedshe seemed.
“It’s not like it meant anything. That would be messed up, you know?” he said, trying to smooth things over.
And assuage his guilt.
“Great,” she scoffed. “Annnnd you’re being weird again.”
“Weird, how?” he asked, scrunching his face. A horn honking in the distance caught his attention, and he looked over Dani’s shoulder to see where the noise was coming from. “Whatthe…?” He craned his neck, searching for the cause of the ruckus.
“My God! Ican’twith you!” She uncrossed her arms and turned to walk away from him, bringing his focus back to her.
“Sorry, I got distracted,” he said, rushing up behind her and putting his hand on her biceps, but she snatched it away.
“Juicy—”
“Don’tcall me that,” she snapped.
“This again? Fine, Dani—”
“Don’t call me that, either.”
Her snarl took him aback. “Then what the hell am I supposed to call you?” he asked, bringing his hands to his sides, palms facing out as if asking,What gives?
“Daniela,” she said, glaring.
He cocked his head. “I haven’t called you that…I don’t know. Maybe ever?”
“You did yesterday.” She shot her gaze to him, her eyes like daggers. “Maybe you should make it a habit from now on.”
“Okay, what is going on? What did I do? I thought we were good. Is this about this morning?”
Or last night, he thought.
She laughed to herself, crossed her arms again, and looked away. Clearly she had no intention of telling him what he’d done wrong.
The honking was back, this time more erratically. Where the hell was it coming from? Theo looked over, noticing a small, yellow Jeep-like vehicle careening down the road. Something seemed off, but he couldn’t make sense of it from that distance.
