Page 142 of Ruin the Friendship


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I step close and he pulls me into his arms.

“Are you trying to make sure I can’t stay away from you tonight?”

“Not really. That’s just a bonus.”

His words remind me that we’re supposed to be just friends, at least for tonight.

“Can I rip this off of you tonight?” he asks. “Please say yes.”

“If we’re good and don’t get caught, yes.”

“Now you’re challenging me. And I don’t know if I can do this one.”

“Just for tonight,” I remind him. “Then everyone’ll know.”

“Fine,” he says. “You’re driving, though.”

“What? Scared ofthe traffic?”

“Not at all. I just wanna be able to stare at you.”

A surprised laugh escapes me as I grab my purse and pull him out the door.

The Nortons always went overboard on parties, but this was even more so. I knew Quinn would have a lot of people at their house, but this wasbusy.

“Are you sure Rob isn’t turning this into a surprise wedding? I swear this is how many people were attending yours.”

I glare. “Don’t even put that energy out there. It might come true.”

Thankfully, when we walk into their ostentatious home, it’s clear that this is a birthday party. On the right is a massive photo booth with a sign congratulating Quinn on turning thirty.

“You know, when I hit the big three-oh, I don’t wanna call a lot of attention to it.” Nate’s eyes roam slowly. “And I’m also pretty sure they reused decorations.”

I gasp. “Andrea Norton reusing things? Say it isn’t so.”

He shrugs. “I’ve seen a lot of this before.”

I go to elbow him, but he catches me and tugs me closer. I’m about to lean into him when I realize where we’re at, and I spring away.

He frowns and the realization dawns on him. “Shit,” he says. “I didn’t even think.”

“Me either.” I rub the back of my neck. “This might be harder than I thought.”

Nate doesn’t get to say anything because Quinn is running to me. She’s wearing bright pink and a literal tiara. I wonder if Andrea bought it from an actual princess.

“Maisie!” she yells. “God, it’s so good to see you!”

I get a tight hug from her before she pulls back to look at me. “You’re so tan! And your hair!”

I fiddle with it. “Yeah. I’m trying something new.”

“You should do this more often.”

She looks at Nate and me. “So, everything went well?”

He and I share a glance.

Play it cool,I silently beg.