“What?” I snap angrily when I see her watching me click it into place.
“You like him, don’t you?”
“Absolutely not!” I argue. “He’s the worst.”
She dabs at her lips with some gloss in the rearview mirror. “And yet, you’re blushing.”
“Shut up, Pippa. Just take me home. I want to forget tonight ever happened.”
But I didn’t forget. That night has lived on repeat in my head.
And the worst part?
I didn’t know if I was angrier at Wesley for existing, or at myself for wishing I hadn’t slapped him quite so hard.
Chapter Two
Wesley
I couldn’t get the girl out of my head. Every night since that double date, I’ve been thinking about her. The way she laughs. The adorable freckles lining her nose. The way her fiery comebacks had me wanting to piss her off even more. It was oddly toxic, and I was here for it.
Eddie throws a handful of popcorn at me, snapping me out of my trance.
“Stop thinking about her.”
Rich looks at us both in confusion. “About who?”
“The mean twin,” Eddie answers.
“Twins?”
“Pippa,” Eddie says with a laugh. “She has a twin sister.”
Rich sits up a little. “Wait, Pippa has a twin sister, and you didn’t even try to hook me up?”
Eddie shrugs. “You’re with Zoe, and I didn’t think you two would hit it off.”
You can see the defeat in Rich’s eyes. That self-confidence is dwindling. “Oh.” Rich moves to the TV and pops in the DVD he brought with him. It’s some kind of zombie movie that’s supposed to be funny.
“I didn’t mean it like that, Rich. I just meant she’s more Wesley’s type. He likes his girls nerdy and bookwormy.”
I chomp down a handful of popcorn. “I like my girls smart and leggy, actually.”
“Oh, she’s definitely leggy. Just like her sister,” Eddie casually says, smiling like he’s thinking about Pippa.
“Speaking of which. What was up with your attitude at the diner? I thought you liked Pippa?”
“I did. I mean I do,” he says in frustration. “Sometimes she tries way too hard, and I don’t know, I guess I just don’t feel like she’s the one.”
“Maybe you should give her a shot?” Rich suggests. “Like a real shot. Date her for a few months, and if you still feel like she’s not the one, then drop her.”
Nodding in agreement, I add, “Besides, do you want to stay a virgin forever?”
“You’re a virgin too, Wes.”
Shrugging, I munch on more popcorn, popping the top on a soda can before chugging it down. “We all are, Eddie.”
“Speak for yourselves,” Rich exclaims, smiling smugly. “Zoe and I sealed the deal last night.”
