Page 20 of Play Along

These shoes are comfy.

“You know I can’t say no to you,” he says.

“That’s what I’m hoping for.” The words feel silly. I don’t think my tongue is connected to my mouth.

What is he even talking about?

Oh, a wedding.

I need to pick a wedding date. That’s what my mother always told me.

My mother. She’s not very nice.

Connor always said I need to pick a wedding date too.

I didn’t like him enough to do that though.

But I think I can pick a wedding date now.

Tonight.

Isaiah is nice.

He’s handsome too.

Why did I always ignore him?

Because I knew he’d get me in trouble.

I’ve never been in trouble.

I follow the rules.

I was the perfect daughter.

Where did that get me?

Maybe if I would’ve gotten in trouble, my parents would have noticed me.

I want to get in trouble.

I want to date.

I can’t wait to date.

For the first time in my life, I get to date without thinking about marriage.

Marriage.

Isaiah shakes his head.

Wait, why did he start spinning?

“You’ll hate me in the morning.”

“I don’t see how that’s much different than how I feel about you now.”

I don’t hate him.

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