“We were, ah, just heading out. I'll be home before dinner." I try to make an escape, dragging Tyler along with me, but he doesn't budge.
He and my dad seem to be in some kind of stare-down. “Wonderful to see you again, Mr. Green." He smirks before finally letting me pull him away.
Crap! I completely forgot that they had met before. This is so very bad. I can see the anger radiating off my dad in waves. This is not the last I will hear about this. The worst part is that neither of them knows I overheard them that day at the science fair.
When we finally make it outside in the afternoon breeze, I feel a thousand times lighter. Tyler leads me to his dark maroon Mustang, opening the door for me. Look at that; chivalry isn't dead after all.
"So," he says, fully sitting down in his seat a
