“So you told them we were on a date.”
“Kind of, yeah.”
“Okay, that’s fine, I was thinking we needed to accelerate things anyway. Wesley clearly feels like he needs to protect you from me, so the more we’re together the more he’ll try to get between us.”
“Right...” I say apprehensively, because I still don’t feel great about lying to Wes, but I guess if we’re going to lie to some of the group we might as well lie to them all. “Well, if we’re going to be together now, you’re going to have to stop bringing girls here. Go see them at their houses. The guys won’t believe it if you have a parade of girls coming through here.”
“Really? Because I think it’ll piss off Wes even more if I have a— What was it? Parade of girls coming through here?” He laughs.
“Okay, well,myfriends aren’t going to buy it if you do that. They’re going to think my standards are so low.”
“Well, I mean—”
I glare at him. “Don’t even say it.”
He stands from the bench and walks toward me. “No boys over your place either then, Sawyer.”
“I only want Wes. I’ve decided I’m not sleeping with anyone else until I have him.”
When he’s right in front of me he looks down at me. “You’re sleeping with me, though.” He grins again and I want to slap the smirk from his mouth.
“No, I’m not.” I cross my arms.
“Well, myfriends definitely aren’t going to buy it if you saythat,” he says, mocking what I said first. “They’ll start to think Ihavestandards.”
“Fine, we can say we’re sleeping together.”
Asher puts a hand over his heart. “I am honored to be added to that list, even if in name only.” I roll my eyes. “So is it a big list?” He is such an ass, I can only scoff at his arrogance.
“Not as big as I’m sure yours is.”
“Mine is rather big,” he says with a playful smile, and I start to think he’s no longer talking about the list of people he’s slept with.
I flush and walk away, toward the middle of his room. “There’s something else I came to talk about. Miles wants to reschedule for next weekend, in Pembroke.”
“Okay, and?”
“Andit’s PC Halloween,” I say. “It’ll be a madhouse on campus: It would be the perfect time for him to get to Bryce. Everyone’s in costume, there’s fake blood everywhere—it’s like a classic scary movie murder setup.”
“Right, right, we’ll just have to up the security on Peterson. And we should probably both be sober.”
“Sober... Okay, I can do that.” But could I?
He rubs his hands together. “All right, then let’s get this son of a bitch.”
Chapter 15
Josephine didn’t know much, but she knew her love for George could withstand a battlefield, and would survive the scars of this war...
Itype into my outline. My protagonist, Josephine, is separated from her lover, George, during a gruesome world war. Josephine clings to the one way she knows that George is still alive, his letters. But one day they stop coming. Josephine does what any sane woman would do and becomes a war reporter to travel to the front lines in search of George and—
Come over
My phone buzzes with a text from Asher late on the Friday of Halloween weekend while I’m trying to focus on my short story. I stare at my phone screen considering, before getting out of bed and heading to the boys’ house. When I get to Asher’s bedroom, I’m surprised to find Sam standing there.
“Oh, hey, Sam.”
Asher stands. “Sam was just telling me all about how Bryce is in some secret society on campus.”
