His brow furrows, so I point to Nev.
“No.” Ten smacks his forehead. “Crap.”
I readjust the strap of my handbag that’s digging into my collarbone. “What?”
“I forgot to bring a book.”
Nev pirouettes around. “That’ll just give you more time to speak to Angie.”
I don’t think Ten wants more time to speak with me.
“Lucky me,” he murmurs.
Nev rolls her eyes. “You can thank me by buying meeverythingI want.”
I’ve rarely seen Ten’s skin redden, but his jaw definitely looks a little flushed. I pin it on annoyance, because what other feeling could he be harboring for the girl who’s obsessed with the mother he abhors?
36
Sweet-Toothed and Weak-Kneed
“No way,” Ten says, glaring at the crop top that shows off his sister’s midriff. It’s the eighth outfit she’s modeled and the eighth one he’s turned down.
“But it has sleeves!” she carps. “Angie?”
I study the top, which is short but not extraordinarily so considering Nev is flat-chested.
Ten crosses his arms. “Get it in a larger size.”
“It’s a one size fits all!”
“That’s misleading labeling.”
Nev presses her palms together and folds her fingers. “Please, Ten.”
He grumbles an almost inaudible, “Fine, but definitely not those shorts.”
“They do seem a little small,” I concede. “I’ll try to find them in a size up.”
Nev jumps and claps before pouncing back into the changing room.
I turn toward a rack and riffle through it. I lift a distressed black denim mini from the rack and hold it up. Even though I haven’t given much thought to my date tonight, it wouldn’t hurt to come up with something to wear.
“Don’t even.”
Still clutching the hanger, I turn toward Ten. “Don’t even what?”
“Don’t even think about handing herthat.”
“Oh.” I smile. “I wasn’t. I was thinking of getting it for myself.”
He looks at it, then at me, then at my legs, and then his gaze whizzes back to the chrome rack.
“What? Nothat’s revoltingly short?”
“You’re not my sister. You can wear whatever you want.”
I keep smiling as I hold the skirt in front of me to see if it’ll fit since I don’t feel like trying it on. Worse comes to worst, I’ll return it when I come back to the mall with Rae tomorrow for our Halloween shopping trip.
