“I knew it!”
“You did not.”
“I had no idea! I don’t even believe you right now.”
“It’s true. It happened.”
“Was it bad? Oh no—is he a bad kisser?”
“No.” I look up the path, where he’s walking with Chase and Matt and Bernadette. There is nothing cocky about the way he’s walking right now—serves him right for not drawing seven little lines—but his butt is so cute in those jeans. “He’s a good kisser. He’s a really, really good kisser.”
“Oh my God. Rox. You like him.”
I scrunch up my face. “This is such a dumb conversation. I have mixed feelings about him. Do not tell him we talked about this.”
“Of course I won’t. Awww. Rox. This is so cute! And completely, totally unexpected and weird. It’s really just very weird.”
“Trust me, I know.”
“But you didn’t sleep with him that night?”
“No.”
“Or at all since then?”
“No.”
“Did you guys talk about it at all?”
“Not exactly.”
“Ohhhh. That’s why you kept trying to avoid him.”
“Also because he drives me nuts.”
“In your panties!”
“Yeah.” I roll my eyes at her. “He drives my panties nuts.” I cover my face. “Shit. He does. You’re right. Keaton fucking Bridges is driving me nuts in my panties. And possibly in other parts of me that have absolutely no business even considering him. What is happening to me?”
“I don’t know! Oh Rox, I wish I knew what to tell you! You used to give me such good advice when I was single—sometimes.”
“Thank you for remembering.”
“But I honestly don’t know what to tell you.”
Keaton and Chase stop to look back at us. We immediately start pointing at things, like we’re having an in-depth discussion about the local flora back here. We wave them on, signal for them not to wait for us.
“Because it’s crazy,” I say to her. “Right?”
“It’s not crazy. I mean, in a way, it makes total sense. If you guys were really a couple, I mean…” Even in the moonlight I can tell she’s tearing up. “I mean, how perfect would that be? We’d all be coupled-up. Finn’s godparents would be a real couple.”
“But…”
“But if you guys fool around and it doesn’t work out…”
“Yeah. And it wouldn’t work out. I mean, how could it work out?”
“Well…you don’t know. You might be good at being a girlfriend with him.”