“Possibly.” I checked the time on my dying phone. It was a few minutes after six. “Meet me back here at nine with Caleb’s mom. I need to get her number and confirm that she’s okay with you sleeping over.”
He grinned. “Cool. I will. Later, Em.”
“Nine sharp,” I called out as he wandered further into the carnival with his friends.
He tossed a wave over his head and disappeared into the crowd.
Camille made a throaty noise from beside me. “Little dude is going to break some hearts one day.”
I sighed. “I hope not. Maybe he’ll just be a really sweet guy that treats girls with the respect they deserve.”
Camille laughed. “Yeah, okay. Do they even make that model anymore?”
Not in my experience, hence while I was still a virgin.
But a girl could dream.