Page 53 of Every Inch of You
“I’m sure Iwould.”
“Then come. Just one night. There’s no one else I want to take with me. There’s onlyyou.”
“Say no more. I’mthere.”
“Hey. There really is only you. You know what Imean?”
“Why don’t you tell me exactly what youmean.”
“I mean I haven’t been seeing anyone else since we…You haven’t either,right?
“Of coursenot.”
“So, to be clear…We are now officially dating. Each other.Exclusively.”
I jumped up and held a fist to my mouth, pretending to blow on a horn. “Hear ye! Hear ye! Let it be known to all in the land that Brad Mitchell and Vivian Sparks are now officially dating each otherexclusively!”
He tackled me and threw me down on the couch, burying his head in my bosom and spanking the side of my butt. “You’re aturd.”
“I’m exclusivelyyourturd.”
My face hurt because I was smiling so hard. When I was finally able to relax my facial muscles, I asked him if he wanted to go to my sister’s wedding with me. “I mean, I know you’ll be taking next weekend off so I don’t know if you can take another weekend off in June, but...It’s kind of the biggest event in my life so far since prom. I mean, it’s a way bigger deal than prom. But if you’re interested. You’re the only person I want to gowith.”
He was smiling and running his fingers through my hair while I babbled. “Yes. I mean I have to check my schedule. I don’t know if I can get away for a whole weekend. I want to. Yes. My answer is yes, depending on my schedule. Of course. You’re mygirlfriend.”
“You’re myboyfriend.”
“Oh my God we’regross.”
“We’re adorable. I loveus.”
He made a weird little noise in his throat, like he was swallowing something, and then he kissedme.
As soon as he left, I texted my sister that I would be bringing him as my date, and that he was officially myboyfriend.
Aubrey: About fuckingtime!
Iwentto my bedroom and plugged in my phone adapter. Just when I had attached my phone, the screen lit up with Brad’s name and number. I bent down and immediately answered: “What’s wrong? Whathappened?”
I could tell from his voice that he was smiling. “Nothing. What’s wrong withyou?”
“What? Is sheokay?”
“Who? LB? Yeah she’sgreat.”
“Oh. Well, the only time you’ve ever called me was when you found her in yourgarage.”
“Really? That can’t be true.Really?”
“Really.”
“Well. I just wanted to hear your voice before I go tosleep.”
Awww.“Really?”
“Yes, but if this is the caliber of phone conversation you have to offer, I think we should go back totexting.”
“Don’t you dare hang up on meMitchell.”
