Page 68 of Truth Or Dare
“What?” I shake my head. “C’mon. It’s a night of dancing and drinking.” I wag my eyebrows at him. “What could be more fun than that?”
Chris’s smile widens and he lets out a soft laugh. “Maybe,” he says, blowing out the smoke.
Maybe.
My hope increases. “Really? Who would you go with?”
Chris turns his eyes to me, holding my gaze. I note his jaw ticking as he stares into my eyes, but then he blows out a breath, and shakes his head. “I don’t know.”
I swallow down my disappointment, staring out at the pool. My eyes lock on Amy whose eyes are strained on Chris. “Amy might want to go with you,” I tell him, turning my head back to Chris who frowns.
“Amy?” he asks, arching a brow. “Where the hell did you hear that from?”
I shrug, glancing down to fix my bikini top, and I can’t help but notice Chris’ eyes on me when I do. “Earlier,” I tell him. “I heard her tell Stacy you were hot.”
I remember swinging my head when I heard Chris’s name coming from Amy’s mouth, and feeling sick to my stomach when I heard her tell her friends she wanted Chris to ask her to prom.
Chris arches a brow. “She did?”
His expression makes me blink. He’s never shown interest in her, or any other girls really, but the way he’s acting, makes me wonder if part of him is interested. I mean, Amy is beautiful. Short blonde hair, long legs, cute face. They’d look pretty good together. My stomach churns at the thought, but I nod all the same.
“Yeah.” I swallow the feelings bubbling in my stomach. “Are you thinking of going with her?”
Chris shakes his head. “I don’t even know the girl, Gabi.”
“You could get to know her at prom,” I say with a shrug.
His brows dip, and he shakes his head. “Why are you pushing this so much?”
I don’t know. Even though the thought of Chris being with anyone else makes me feel sick, seeing him with someone else might help me get over him.
The thing is… I don’t think getting over Chris will ever happen.
I shrug, glancing back at the pool. “I just don’t want you missing out if you’re interested in her.”
“Well, I’m not.”
I snap my attention back to him, my heart fluttering. “No?”
His eyes lock on mine. “No.”
The fluttering in my stomach intensifies. “Are you… interested in anyone else?” I ask, my pulse pounding in my throat.
Chris lets out a sigh, putting out his blunt. “You’re really inquisitive today.”
“It’s just a question,” I say with a shrug, trying to remain cool. “No big deal.”
“Areyou?” he asks.
I blink. “Am I what?”
“Interested in anyone?”
I shrug. “Not really.”
Chris’ eyes lock on mine, and he nods, breathing out a sigh. “Yeah,” he says, raking a hand through his hair. “Me neither.”
“No?” I ask, frowning. “So there’sno oneyou want to go to prom with?”
