I came out of the shower to find Dylan sitting on the bed. He hadn’t said a word since I’d walked off to shower.
“Jace just called me. The pack is gathered at my parents’ house for the barbecue,” he said.
I nodded, deciding it was best to keep it simple.
I was wearing jean shorts and a simple white singlet, not wanting to change the clothes I already had on. I grabbed a plaid shirt from the closet and slipped on some sandals.
“I’m ready,” I announced, walking back into our room. Dylan got up from the bed and followed after me.
The walk to his parents’ house was quite entertaining. Dylan kept trying to make conversation, and I cut him off every single time. After a few tries, he finally gave up on talking to me. We continued on our way in complete silence.
“Luna!” A little boy,
