Blake smirks. "Sure, you do. I know that look. You’re overthinking it."
“But what if numbers aren’t real?” Nico demands, his little hands waving dramatically. “Like, maybe one plus one isn’t actually two, and grown-ups just made it up!”
Blake nods, considering. “That’s a solid theory, bud. But if numbers aren’t real, then how do you know you’re four years old?”
Nico pauses, eyes narrowing. “Wait…”
Mia sighs, unimpressed. “He’s tricking you.”
Blake fake gasps. “I’d never.”
A laugh escapes me before I can stop it.
My phone vibrates.
Nina: Are you ignoring me????? Explain the kiss!!!
Me: It wasn’t a big deal. It was just for show. You know, to sell the whole “happy couple” thing.
Nina: Right. And I’m a goat.
Me: ???
Nina: Tell me, was it a bad kiss?
I hesitate.
Me: …No.
Nina: OMG. Wow. Seriously, HOW ARE YOU CALM RN??? Because the you I know would be freaking out even while chatting, but this you are composedly chatting.
I drop my head into my hands. I’mnotcalm. I haven’t been since his mouth touched mine. Every second since has been this weird, heady mix ofGod, stay away,andGod, do it again.It’s stupid.Dangerous.
Nina: Hello??? Where did you go?? Did the ghost of your unresolved feelings for Blake finally kill you???
I exhale sharply, glancing at Blake.
Me: No. But I wish the ghost would.
Nina: Oh my god. You’re looking at him right now, aren’t you?
Me: No.
Nina: You’re such a liar.
Me: I’m not. Got distracted.
Nina: Uh-huh. Let me guess. By a certain sexy hockey player?
I simply send an eye roll emoji.
Nina: Okay, be honest with me, do you still have feelings for Blake????
Then…
“Get him!” Mia squeals.
A loud thump echoes through the room. I glance up just in time to see both kids pounce on Blake. Nico tackles his chest while Mia climbs onto his back, all limbs and laughter.