“When was the last time a girl gave him her number?” Allie questions.
“I don’t know. Probably yesterday.” Which sucks but it's probably the truth.
“Nope. It’s been at least three weeks.”
My eyes narrow. “And you know that how?”
“Because the last time a girl gave him her number, he had Kasey copy it down and give it to every boy in the school. Kasey might have taken things a step further than Emilio intended by telling them all to send a dick pic to that number but—"
I snort and apple flies out of my nose. Ow. Gross. Ow.
“That is disgusting.”
“Shut up. You’re the one who made me laugh.” I clean up my mess and set my apple aside. “Okay, keep going.”
She quirks a brow. “Oh, never mind. You’re not really interested anyway, right? It’s not like you want Emilio or anything.”
“Allie,” I growl in warning.
She rolls her eyes. “Right. So anyway, its public knowledge now that if you give Emilio your number when he didn’t ask for it, every guy at Sun Valley High is going to get it, including the freshman. Penelope Reese had to change her number because the dick pics would not end.”
“Why would he—“
“Oh, and prom is next month.”
“Really?” Prom wasn’t really something I was keeping track of.
“Yep. He’s been asked at least eight times that I know of. He’s said no each time.”
“He’s probably just waiting for a better offer,” I joke, even as my chest tightens. The thought of him going to prom with anyone else makes me sick to my stomach.
Now it’s Allie’s turn to snort. “You’re kidding, right?”
I shrug. “What?”
“You know how he feels about you, B.”
I shake my head. “It’s not like that. We agreed—“
She huffs out a breath. “Did you though? Did you both agree, or did you decide?”
“We agreed,” I say, but I’m not so sure now. “At least, I thought we agreed.”
“You’re not dating either,” she reminds me.
“I don’t have time to date. I have Luis and work and—”
“And Emilio?”
My cheeks heat. “Who is the father of my child and a really great co-parent.”
“He is. But now that the dust has settled, are you still sure that’s all you want him to be?”
“Yes. No. I don’t know.”
“Maybe now is the time to be a little daring. Spread your wings and take a chance.” Emilio’s words echo through my mind.Spread your wings, mariposa. Fly.
Things might not have turned out as planned when I first heard those words whispered in my ear, but maybe this is fate’s way of telling me I need to do it again, take a chance. I got Luis out of the deal the first time around, and I wouldn’t trade him for the world. Maybe…maybe it’s time to reach for just a little more.
