“Me too,” I agreed.
I’d never taken Liam up here. I could have, I’d had plenty of opportunity.
But he would’ve laughed. He wouldn’t have understood. He wouldn’t have sat here with me staring out at the stars and imagining far-off worlds, or the other people looking up at the sky, or making up our own constellations.
Harvey did. Not because he was indulging me, but because he waslikeme.
“Hey,” Harvey said, pointing up as though he’d been reading my thoughts. “Goat stealing a blanket,” he said, waving to outline what he could see.
I squinted up, trying to make it out.
“Start with that really bright star,” Harvey said. “That’s the point where the goat’s mouth grabs the blanket.”
I could kind of see it. On one side of the star, there was a handful of smaller, dimmer stars spread out in what could have been a blanket shape. On the other side, if you followed it, there were three medium-bright stars that looked like they made the curve of a goat’s horn.
“You know there is actually a goat constellation,” I said. “Capricorn.”
“Is it out at this time of year?” Harvey asked.
“I have no idea. Dante would know.”
Harvey laughed. “He would know. He’d be telling us what every one of these stars meant for the future.”
“He’s my friend,” I defended.
“I know,” Harvey said, nuzzling my hair. “I like him. He cares about you, I’m always gonna like people who care about you. Even if they curse me.”
“Dantecursedyou?” I asked, raising an eyebrow.
“It’s a long story,” Harvey said. “But it’s because he’s looking out for you. You should hold onto him.”
“I will,” I promised. “Hey, there’s Theo,” I said, pointing to a cluster of stars that looked like a little wet nose and floppy tongue.
“That triangle shape?” Harvey asked.
“Yeah, that’s his nose, and then there’s a couple below that make the tongue,” I said. “All the better to kiss you with.”
Harvey snorted. “He is a good kisser.”
“Better than me?” I teased.
“No,” Harvey said, thumb worrying the shoulder seam of my sweater. “Not better than you. Maybe a little more persistent than you…”
“That’s saying something.” I laughed.
“It is,” Harvey agreed. “I’m into the persistence, though. Makes me feel wanted.”
“You are wanted,” I said, biting my lip so I wouldn’t keep talking and ruin everything.
This was my opening, anyway. I’d been waiting for it all night.
“Speaking of wanting you,” I said, grabbing for the coat Harvey had pushed off me earlier. “I’ve got something for you.”
Harvey blinked at me, but waited patiently with a curious little frown on his face as I dug through the pockets to find what I was looking for.
“Here,” I passed him the little paper bag the hardware store had given me. “It’s got a paw print design so you remember what it’s for.”
Harvey peered into the bag, and then his whole body softened as he tipped the key out into his hand.
