He grinned. “I’m gonna kiss you again. Okay?”
I smiled and nodded again.
He kissed me gently but far too quickly and then locked up his truck and led me into the restaurant. We were seated by the window and had an unobstructed view of the water. The sun was just starting to set, and it was so pretty.
“We live in the most beautiful place on earth,” I breathed out.
Flash grinned. “Yeah, I think you might be right.”
I settled my chin in my palm and studied him. “I’ve missed you.”
He smiled. “Missed you too, Tater.”
Our server arrived and took our order, walking away after pouring us water. Flash reached over the table and linked his fingers with mine. “Can I ask you something?”
I nodded.
“Prom.”
I sighed, leaning back. “What about it?”
“Were you sick?”
I glanced out at the water, but he squeezed my hand, drawing my focus back to him.
“No,” I admitted.
“Were you even planning on going in the first place?”
I dropped my eyes. “No.”
“What did you do all night?”
I felt my cheeks burn as I met his eyes. “Ate an entire gallon of mint chocolate chip ice cream, while I listened to Melody Morgan’s latest album on repeat and cried.”
“Fuck. I’m sorry, Tate.” He squeezed my hand. “Jesus, I was an ass.”
“Yeah,” I breathed out.
His lip twitched. “Didn’t sleep with Nora either.”
“Seriously?”
“Seriously.”
“Why not?” I asked. “She totally would have.”
“Yeah, I know.” He leaned forward more. “But I couldn’t.”
“Why not?”
Flash shrugged. “By senior year, she was kind of the school bike.”
“What does that mean?”
“Everyone had had a ride.”
“Flash!” I hissed but admittedly trying not to laugh. “That’s horrible.”
