Page 65 of You're To Blame 2

Matt sat to my right. “What’s the plan?”

“We’ll have to meet in secret like we did last year. But on the surface, it will appear we aren’t close as we are.”

“Are we dragging Rocco into this shit again?”

“Matt, I’m not sure yet.”

“Marisa’s rarely home. She spends the night with Mason. Tate are you ever going back home?” He leaned into the plush pillows.

“Maybe. Still thinking about it.”

Tate rubbed my neck. “Go change. The bathroom is the first door on your left.”

“Guys, order pizza please? You know what I want.”

Tate slipped his cell from his pocket. “On it.”

In route to the bathroom I tossed over in my head what we would really do to survive the second half of senior year. I stared at my reflection in the mirror. The most fun, memorable times of my life had been tainted by Mason and his evil princess. I was so tired already and I just returned to school for the second time this semester today. Gripping my hair, I leaned over the sink.You can do this. They don’t have control. You do.

I slipped into the comfy clothes and returned to the theater room.

“The pizza will be here in twenty minutes.”

“Where’s Matt?” I placed my clothes on the seat behind me.

“He went to grab beverages and popcorn.”

“Good. I wonder if he has any M&M’s.”

“Come here.” He slipped a shareable pack of my favorite candy from his pocket.

“I got you covered.” He rested his head against my stomach. My fingers circled his locks.

“You’re destroying my Clark Kent look.”

“I hated how they fawned all over you today. And you didn’t have to hit Lake this morning.”

“I did. He was too excited about becoming your fake boyfriend. I had to remind him this shit wasn’t real.”

My head dropped back in laughter. “Seriously, be nice.”

He sighed, sat up, and pulled me into his lap.

“Tate, I am sitting between you and Matt.”

He rolled his sexy eyes. “Baby, you’re killing me.”

I caressed his face. “I’m not trying to.”

He brushed his top lip against my bottom. “I know.” Tate pulled my lip into his mouth.

My hand splayed his chest. “I’m scooting over now.”

“We’re going to the condo later. I need you all to myself even if it’s for one hour.”

“As much as I want to, we need to be here for Matt.”

“Yeah, you’re right.”

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