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I glanced guiltily up to Carson like I got caught in a lie, which wasn’t entirely inaccurate I had planned on texting Ethan back, but I got so distracted after the race, I forgot

“Oh, u him an aave

Ethan crossed his arms over his chest, and before I could explain, Carson said, “Inside joke”

Ethan’s eyes flashed, then returned to mine “Mom said you went to Carson’s meet”

My insides shrunk at the angry look in his eye “Yeah, I did,” I said, playing with the sleeve ofthat I felt so weird about this

“His party Saturday, shopping Monday, dinner, his swier Bar? Sounds like ram at work”

Carson straightened, his tone hard when he said, “What’s your point?” Then he turned to rabbed my hand “Come on, Mia, you don’t have to explain yourself to him”

I sed, torn between the two boys when Ethan shrugged “No point I’ an observation”

CarsonBut what? Did he want o with him? Ethan was my best friend I couldn’t just blow him off completely

When Ethan cocked his head, he asked, “Are we still going to Sweet Surf to catch their sale on boards, Mia?”

Oh crap I forgot

Taking oing to do that with Carson too”

“She’d probably have more fun,” Carson said under his breath Ethan h because he kept his eyes laser-focused on me

“Of course, I’ a little defensive and annoyed he was so gruff

“And that’s my cue,” Carson drawled “I’m out” He saluted Ethan, which earned him a death-stare before he turned back to me