Page 60 of Seren

My eyes cut to hers, kind of enjoying that I kept her on her toes. “Do you want it to be a date?”

She pretended to consider the notion as the sign for our exit appeared ahead. I hit the blinker and took it. “Woodland?Hmmmm. I wonder what’s in Woodland,” she mused.

“I guess you’ll just have to wait to see,” I said as I drove through the quaint town’s streets.

“You know, I don’t even have your phone number.”

I laughed. “We live in the same house.”

“Yeah, but what happens if I want to tell you something late at night?”

“I give you full permission to come up to my room. Preferably in my bed with no clothes on.”

“Ugh. You’re such a guy.”

I laughed. “Fine.” I rattled off my number and she programmed it into her phone.

“You never told me when you leave for school? Don’t football players go early?” she said.

“Yeah. I’m heading south in early July. How about you?”

“I applied for a summer internship. I’m just waiting to hear if I get it.”

“Doing what?”

“I’d be at the Tampa Marine Life Rescue Center.”

“Will you actually be rescuing animals?”

“Not at first. I’ll just be answering rescue calls and stuff. But after training, I’ll be able to assist the marine biologists when they rescue dolphins, seals, and sea turtles.”

“Sounds cool.”

She glanced out the window and her voice became unsure. “If I get it.”

“You will.”

“You don’t know that.”

“I know you. And you deserve it.”

She gasped, and I knew she’d spotted the sign on the old theater marquee. “You’re joking?” she said.

“Nope. My buddy works here and he set us up.”

“Which version?” she asked, all wide-eyed and excited.

“Kiera Knightly.”

“Yes,” she said.

I rolled my eyes.

“You don’t like that version?”

I shrugged. “Just because I understand the novel doesn’t mean I’ve seen the movie.”

Her mouth formed an O. “You’ve never seen it?”

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