“I may have to leave and move to Virginia. Does Sue like younger men?” Seb asks dramatically.
I simply throw a cushion at him in response, and E offers me a high five. Seb turns on a basketball game as we relax on the couch. “When is your birthday, Sunshine?”
“June 21st.”
“What’s your favorite color?”
“Green.”
“Favorite food?”
“Chocolate.”
“Favorite meal?”
“Roast turkey with all the trimmings.”
“Food dislikes?”
“Seafood and mango.”
“Favorite ice cream?”
“Death by chocolate.”
“Favorite flower?”
“I have too many of those.”
“That’s enough, Seb,” E interrupts him.
I look over at them. Seb must have been adding my answers to his phone because E has his hand over the screen. “I don’t mind E. It’s much less intense than our talk earlier,” I smile.
Seb looks between the two of us. “Did you guys play 20 questions without me?” He exclaims, “Tell me you didn’t, or I’ll be devastated!”
“No, we didn’t, Hurry. We shared things about ourselves on the drive here.”
“Care to share with me?” He asks, looking betweenus.
“Seb, man, you’re being too much right now,” E says as he puts his arm around him. “You don’t need to know everything we said. That’s between me and Summer.”
I look at E with an eyebrow raised in question. I’ll keep quiet if he doesn’t want Seb to know, but E shakes his head. “He already knows it all. I just didn’t want Seb pushing you to share things you didn’t want to.”
Nodding, I glance at Seb. “Sorry, Sunshine. I can be pushy. It’s absolutely your decision what to tell me. You don’t have to say anything.” E kisses Seb on the cheek, pride in his eyes.
“I actually don’t mind telling you. You’re aware of most of it already, except that I’m a virgin,” I shrug.
Seb opens his mouth and closes it. He opens it again and looks between us, then closes it as E roars with laughter. Seb is still sitting there, not saying anything, opening and closing his mouth like a fish. “Oh my god. I’ve never seen him speechless before,” E says, holding his sides. “You’ve done the impossible, Summer.”
I chuckle too, which seems to confuse him even more. Pretty soon, we’re leaning on each other, laughing while we watch Seb. “You,” Seb starts. “No way,” he shakes his head. “And you,” he says, pointing to E. “You’re touching.”
“E doesn’t trigger me either,” I tell Seb.
“How?” Seb asks, seeming genuinely confused.
That makes two of us. “I don’t know. You guys just don’t. I can’t explain it.”
Seb breaks into a huge smile. Eyes twinkling. “That’s amazing, Sunshine!”
