Page 69 of Here and Now
At Eloise’s insistence, Kai is spending the night at her house. I guess they are playing some game and then going to help with the horses. I was really uneasy about agreeing to it, but Kai pleaded so I ... let him have his first sleepover.
However, this now leads me to spending the night—alone—with Miles.
This issobad.
All I can do is replay that kiss. I have never gotten so lost in someone before. All the thoughts and worries disappeared the second his lips were on mine. It was only him.
And I was really stupid to let it happen.
Staying in my room, though, feels like the coward’s way, so I’m going to go out there, not kiss him again, and stay focused on my rules ... no dating.
He’s in the living room watching television, and I take my spot on the couch.
“All right, now is when we really test our friendship,” Miles says, and dread pools in my stomach.
“Why is that?”
“Are you coming with me to the field or staying here?”
“The field?”
“I have practice tonight.”
“Oh! For your little Frisbee thing?”
Miles pulls his head back. “Little Frisbee? Little? Woman, I am a member of the Disc Jocks and we are a championship-winning team.” He scoffs and throws his hands up. “Little Frisbee ... I’ll have you know we were kicked out of our league for being so good.”
Since I saw them play the other day, I had no idea they were good. I mean, they didn’t do all that great.
“That’s not at all hard to believe,” I tease.
“You’re thinking about the game you saw? Don’t take that as an indicator of our talent. We’re much better; we just had an off day.”
I fight back a smile. “I see. Eloise and Ainsley were saying that you guys are usually worse than that.”
“They lied. They wanted to make me look bad,” he explains and then gets to his feet. “I have to leave in about five. If you want to come, Ainsley and Rose will be there. Also I think Hazel is going as well, since her power is still out.”
Staying alone in his house seems a little weird for me. Plus, it would be nice to hang out with the girls. It’s not like I’ve had any of that in six years.
“I’d love to go.”
“All right, grab whatever you need and I’ll get you a camping chair.”
I’m not sure what I need, so I grab a sweatshirt, not that it’s remotely cool out, but you never know, and I meet Miles out front. He’s loading his truck and opens the door for me as I walk toward him. “Your chariot awaits.”
I hop up and smile. “Thank you.”
He winks and then closes the door, leaving me feeling like a sixteen-year-old girl who has her first crush.
I’m a mess.
I focus on my fingernails so I don’t stare as he walks around the truck. He gets in, he turns the music on, and we head to the field.
“It’s so strange because while the town is super small and not exactly a metropolis with lights everywhere, this feels so ... eerie,” I say after a minute or two of silence.
“I feel like Main Street is really where it’s different. The entire town feels desolate.”
I nod in agreement. “But the park lights are on?”
