Right. Bex’s sister Livvy is not only dating Noah, but she’s living with him and his roommate, Wood. Who also happens to be his cousin.

It’s not that I don’t like Wood. He’s friendly and outgoing, if a bit of an aimless partier who lacks substance. He has lots of friends and is never lacking in female company. Everyone likes him. Everyone except Spencer, that is.

They have this weird rivalry that goes back to high school, and I’m already not looking forward to Spencer being all prickly when he finds out we’ll be hanging out with Wood tonight.

Spencer! Shoot! I should call him.

The doors close and we lurch forward through the city. I hit number one on my speed dial.

“You’re off late,” he says in answer.

“Hi, babe. Sorry, I got a little distracted talking to Rhonda on my way out, and I had to shower and get ready for Bex and Jake’s party.”

“Oh, right. That.”

“Did you forget?”

“I have too many important things to focus on in my days to try and remember trivial things, too. Have fun, though.”

“Wait—you’re not coming?”

“Why would I come to that?”

“I figured since he’s your brother and all.” It’s still weird to me that Bex is dating Spencer’s brother. Not as weird as them moving in together after seeing each other less than a month, but whatever.

“You know I don’t like parties.”

“I don’t really like them, either, but?—”

“And I need to get my full eight hours of sleep. I have work tomorrow.”

“You’re right, yeah. I understand. It’s just that I worked the last two nights, and I was looking forward to spending some time with you tonight.”

“Well, you could be sensible and stay in with me, then.”

“But I told Bex I would go?—”

“There you have it, then. And Macy—try not to be out too late or drink too much. Honestly, you probably shouldn’t drink at all with your condition.”

My stomach drops. I know how to manage my diabetes, but I also know he’s just trying to look out for me. “Thanks for the reminder. Love you.”

He ends the call.

Bex:

Wood brought stuff for blueberry mojitos

Me:

Fresh blueberries?

Bex:

yes

Me:

Okay, maybe I’ll have ONE drink