This is it.
The first lie. Because there no way I can tell her the truth.
I keep my eyes on the ice.
"Nope."
Too quick.
She narrows her eyes. "Nope?"
"Nope."
She watches me for a beat too long.
Then shrugs.
"Still think the friends-with-benefits thing is genius. My best plan yet." Charlotte says quietly, eyes flickering over to her brother to make sure he can't overhear.
I almost want to tell her it's too late. He already heard everything.
I force a casual snort. "It's chaotic. Messy. It's- a stupid idea."
"I disagree. It's efficient."
"It's messy."
"You said that." She rolls her eyes. "It's educational."
I almost laugh.
Almost confess.
Because that's exactly what it is. Tutoring for . . . sex tips.
With her brother of all people.
"Maybe we should join the dating apps. Give them a go."
My nose turns up at the thought. "Please, no."
Charlotte laughs, rolling her eyes at my dramatics.
The sound of another puck whizzing into the net has my eyes wanting to flick to the owner of the noise.
I don't.
Charlotte rolls her eyes at her brothers ruckus. "God, he's a brute."
I spin, facing her and forcing my full attention on her - avoiding looking to the side where all the noise is coming from. "What about you? Any interesting things happening inyourworld?"
And can we please leave mine buried for as long as possible. Possibly until I die of old age.
"Cute guy at the theatre last night."
That gets my attention.
"Cute how?"
