“Since when were you friends with nerds?”
“Since when have you changed your mind about him? I thought you liked him.”
“I liked him before he asked you out.”
“I askedhim.”
“Why does that not surprise me?”
I accelerate slowly, trying to stay calm until we get home – but Skylar decides to put my self-control to the test.
“We’re going to the cinema, then out for dinner.”
“Mmm.”
“In town.”
“Mmm.”
“I’ll be home by midnight.”
“Eleven.”
“Okay.” She scoffs. “So, can I go?”
I pull up at the side of the road and grab my phone.
“What are you doing?”
“Just give me a minute.”
Do you think I should let my daughter go out with Carter tomorrow night?
What are you worried about?
I don’t know. Should I be worried?
Why are you asking me?
Because you’re the most intelligent person I know.
Thanks for the compliment, but this isn’t a question of intelligence. It’s about trust. Do you trust your daughter?
I glance at Skylar as she waits for me to give her an answer.
“You can go.”
She smiles, turning her gaze back to the road ahead.
Thanks, Jordan.
You’re welcome, K.
I smile idiotically at my phone then put it back down.
“Did you seriously ask her first?”
I shrug. I have no intention of hiding it.
