Page 57 of One of Them Girls

“Hey you.” Her voice comes through my Bluetooth.

“Hey Tins, how are you?”

“I’m good. What’s up.”

“What a guy can’t call his best friend?” I joke.

“He can, but it’s a little concerning when he usually texts.”

I groan, rubbing my hands on my face.

“Hey,” she says, gaining my attention. “Talk to me.”

“I have a date,” I tell her. “And I have no idea where to take her.”

“You have a date?” Tinsley squeals, shaking the camera. “This is so exciting!”

“Who has a date?” another female voice asks.

“Xavier, and he called asking for advice,” Tinsley gushes.

I watch Sage, Tinsley’s future sister-in-law, move into screen.

“Ohh, that’s exciting. Where are you taking her?” Sage asks, sitting next to Tinsley.

“I don’t know,” I confess, making her tsk.

“Okay, tell Momma Sage everything. Do you know her favorites?”

I tell her about all the things she’s told me about, hoping to spark some sort of idea.

“Wait.” Sage smiles, looking over at Tinsley. “Are you thinking what I’m thinking?”

“That would be an amazing date.” Tinsley sighs.

“Care to let me in on the idea?”

“Okay, we’re going to text you a list of supplies you need to get. You need to find a place to do this, but you’re in Texas so it shouldn’t be too hard,” Sage says flippantly.

“I’ll try to find a YouTube link too, so you can see what we’re talking about.”

I lean back in my seat and breathe a sigh of relief.

I had a game plan.

When I knocked on Cassi’s door, the last thing I expected to happen was to be bombarded by Rebecca about Tinsley.

I didn’t want it to put a damper on our evening, though. That’s why I brushed off the questions about Tinsley from Cassi in the car. I didn’t want her thinking about any of that when I was trying to make some new good memories for her.

Truth is, what I thought I felt for Tinsley pales in comparison to what I feel for Cassi. I wish I could pull my head out of my ass and tell her, but I’m nervous.

What if she doesn’t feel the same? What if she’s not ready for something serious?

I hate that I have these insecurities, but the fear of rejection is real. I could play it off and act cool, but deep down, it scared me to death.

We head about twenty minutes outside of town and the entire time I watch Cassi take quick glances at me.

“Any ideas?” I ask as I pull off onto a dirt road.

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