“Why?” I ask cautiously.
“Curious, I guess. She’s pretty.”
“Oh. Well, she has a serious boyfriend.” I know her pretty well now but he doesn’t need to know that.
“It’s wild that Bodi’s sister is dating Lourdes’s ex-husband.”
“I guess.” I shrug, letting him know that I don’t think it’s a big deal. “But Lourdes was married to him a long time ago. She’s been with my dad for eight years.”
He’s quiet. “True.”
“Let the grown-ups do their thing,” I suggest quietly. “It has nothing to do with us.”
“Sounds like you’re speaking from experience.”
“Lourdes and I have never gotten along.” This isn’t a secret, so I’m not worried about being honest about it. “I stay out of her way and she mostly stays out of mine.”
“Don’t you have loyalty to your family?”
“Marrying my father doesn’t make her family,” I say quietly, grateful we’re finally at the library. “Anyway, thanks for the ride.”
I get out without a backward glance and hurry inside?—
Running right smack into Bodi’s arms.
“Hi,” I breathe in surprise, forgetting all about the fact that Blaze just dropped me off and could potentially see us. “What are you doing here?”
“I was waiting for you—I missed you.” He kisses me firmly, and I wrap my arms around his waist, burying my head in his chest. “You okay?” he asks as he holds me.
“Just feels like it’s already been a long day. Argued with Lourdes. Had to get a ride with Blaze because my dad took Lindy to school without asking if I was ready. The usual bullshit.”
“I’m sorry.” He strokes my hair. “But I brought breakfast. Fresh donuts from that new place around the corner. They’re still warm.”
“They’re still warm?” That gets my attention and my head snaps up with interest.
He laughs. “Yup. Come on, they’re up front.”
We walk toward the desk where Kelly is taking a big bite out of what looks like a jelly donut.
“So good,” she murmurs, licking her lips.
I reach into the box and pluck out a blueberry cake donut—my favorite—and take a bite.
“Okay,nowmy morning is better.”
Bodi lifts his hands, palms up. “And my work here is done. Anyway, I just wanted a kiss and to bring you a treat. I have to get to practice.”
I tilt my face for another kiss and he presses his lips to mine.
“Call me later,” I whisper.
“I’ll pick you up,” he says. “Want to get dinner?”
“Sure.”
I watch him go and my heart flutters happily.
He’s really the best boyfriend a girl could ever ask for.
