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“No”

The tightness in ed to irritate irlfriend? It’s not like this—us—was anything This was just…I rappedwheel, frustrated and pissed off and not really knohy

This was nothing Nate was nothing I was nothing

We were caught up in nothing Together

“Coo”

Nate had his door open and was out of the car before I could say anything, and for a second, I thought of driving away Of leaving hi somewhere far where I didn’t have to think about Nathan or Trevor or Malcolet to where ere

“Are you co?”

He poked his head inside the car, and though there was still this sort of sadness around his eyes, there was also so else looked good on hi else was there

My mouth was dry and I tried to s “Why are we here?” I ed to say

He stared atthat I felt my cheeks flush hot, and I wanted to look away, but I couldn’t That so else in his eyes touched me inside, and for just this onethat was usually there

He closed his door, and I watched him walk around the front of the car until he was beside mine Carefully he yanked it open and moved aside so that I had room to move

“You said you didn’t want to go hoo home yet either”

Nate offered me his hand, and before I could stop ers and his thuainst the inside of my wrist

My breath caught as I stared down at his hands

His fingers were long and tapered, and I noticed a cool leather bracelet around his wrist It looked old and weathered, as if he’d worn it for a long tiirlfriend?