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“Did I do so her closely In the space of a feeeks, I’d learned that Everly was a crappy liar I’d also learned that when she was upset or angry, her eyes looked glassy and ht now

“Nope,” she answered crisply “Just hts because I’ll be grilling you about them Monday”

“You’re angry”

“No, I’m not”

What was it with girls? Why can’t they just say it like it is? Girls get pissy or whatever, and it’s a big thing that carries on for days or weeks Shit, when guys have a disagreeo back to being buddies

“Everly,” I said carefully, not wanting to leave until I’d at least scored a smile out of her

“What are you doing this weekend?” she asked abruptly

Okay That was out of left field Surprised, I shrugged “Nothing” A pause “Why?” I asked slowly “Do you want to hang out?”

“No” Wow No hesitation there

She stared attime, and I tried like hell to think

of what I could have said or done to warrant thisI decided to let it be Lord knows my dad had certainly done that e aniure them out

“Okay,” I said, scooping up“I’ll talk to you tomorrow”

“We study on Monday”

“I know, but I’ll talk to you tomorrow”

That had been hours ago, and it was still bugging ht in ht forto the city for dinner and a rounded, so her bitchy scoas intact as she flipped through the TV channels like a madwoman