Page 103 of Summer, in Between
‘You are so sweet, Lightwood.’I rise onto my toes, my arms around his neck.‘You’re also a massive liar.I don’t even wear makeup.’
‘I’ll let you in on a secret, Kelty.I hate makeup.’His thumb sweeps the side of my face from my chin to the scar in my hairline and circles back down again.‘The fact that you don’t wear makeup is right up there in the top ten of myI Love Catlist.’
‘There’s a Cat list?’
‘There is.All about why I love you.It’s massive.’
‘Interesting.What else is on this list?’
‘That’s for me to know and you to find out, babe.’
‘Come on, what’s number three?’
‘Well, I’d have to look.’
‘What?You don’t know?’
‘It’s a pretty big list, Cat.Too big to keep track of.I’m adding to it every day.Seriously, I’ve had to start a spreadsheet.It’s taking up so much space, I might have to upgrade my data.Anyway, you hungry?Want to grab something?’
‘After dinner and then that giant tub of popcorn?And the ice-cream?I’m about to explode.Although, I could go some chocolate...Are you still hungry?’
‘No, I’m all good.’He opens my car door.‘I’m just not in a hurry to take you home.’
‘I’m in no hurry to go home.’
‘Where do you want to go?’
‘What about your house?’
‘And watch the late-night news with my oldies?Yeah, nah.’
‘Come on, I’d love to see your bedroom.You’ve seen mine.’
‘Nothing to see, babe, and it’s the last place I want to hang with you.We can do better than that.’
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