Nice shack," I tell him.
"Trade you."
"Any day."
"Really? You like it?" He seems genuinely pleased.
"What's not to like?"
He stands back and studies it as if for the first time. He nods. "Huh. Good to know."
We climb the three steps on the porch, but I grab his arm as he reaches for the door handle. The contact sends heat through my body, roasting me to the core. "Wait."
He pauses mid-motion and stares at my hand. "What? Is something wrong? You're not changing your mind are you?"
"No. I just...have to tell you something."
"What?"
I forced a nervous laugh. "Well, the good news is, you don't have to worry about me rejecting you anymore."
He shakes his head. "That is good news. But you say it like it's not."
I take a deep breath. Where is a good lightning bolt when you need one? Because even if I take a hundred deep breaths, this will still be humiliating...
"Emma?"
"I told my mom we were dating," I blurt. There. Doesn't that feel better? Nope. Nope, it doesn't.
While his smile surprises me, it mostly mesmerizes me beyond rational thought. "Are you kidding?" he says.
I shake my head. "It's the only thing she would believe. So now...now you have to pretend that we're dating if you come to my house. But don't worry, you don't ever have to go over there again. And in a few days, I'll pretend that we broke up."
He laughs. "No, you won't. I told her the same thing."
"Shut. Up."
"Why? What'd I say?"
"No, I mean, did you really tell her that? Why would you do that?"
He shrugs. "Same reason you did. She wouldn't take no for an answer.

Autor: Anna Banks

Nice shack," I tell him.<br />"Trade you."<br />"Any day."<br />"Really? You like it?" He seems genuinely pleased.<br />"What's not to like?"<br />He stands back and studies it as if for the first time. He nods. "Huh. Good to know."<br />We climb the three steps on the porch, but I grab his arm as he reaches for the door handle. The contact sends heat through my body, roasting me to the core. "Wait."<br />He pauses mid-motion and stares at my hand. "What? Is something wrong? You're not changing your mind are you?"<br />"No. I just...have to tell you something."<br />"What?"<br />I forced a nervous laugh. "Well, the good news is, you don't have to worry about me rejecting you anymore."<br />He shakes his head. "That is good news. But you say it like it's not."<br />I take a deep breath. <i>Where is a good lightning bolt when you need one?</i> Because even if I take a hundred deep breaths, this will still be humiliating...<br />"Emma?"<br />"I told my mom we were dating," I blurt. There. Doesn't that feel better? Nope. Nope, it doesn't.<br />While his smile surprises me, it mostly mesmerizes me beyond rational thought. "Are you kidding?" he says.<br />I shake my head. "It's the only thing she would believe. So now...now you have to pretend that we're dating if you come to my house. But don't worry, you don't ever have to go over there again. And in a few days, I'll pretend that we broke up."<br />He laughs. "No, you won't. I told her the same thing."<br />"Shut. Up."<br />"Why? What'd I say?"<br />"No, I mean, did you really tell her that? Why would you do that?"<br />He shrugs. "Same reason you did. She wouldn't take no for an answer. - Anna Banks




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