Cody parked in front of Andie’s house Tuesday evening to pick her up. His parents were in Florida, leaving him with a house to himself for the winter, but more often than not, he and Andie spent time at her house. He liked it there. It was comfortable and warm and smelled like Andie.
But she wanted to go out. As in out to dinner and then to a movie.
Cody had no idea what was going on, but something still felt off. After his talk with Jordan, Cody was even more convinced something wasn’t right, but Andie hadn’t said anything.
“Hey,” Andie said, meeting him outside before he could make it to the door. “You ready to go?”
Another strange thing. Andie never met him outside. She was rarely ready to go before he arrived. He enjoyed that because it meant he could talk her out of whatever she w
