She blanched at this thought, though it was still nothing compared to the other emotions roiling through her.
He’ll be here.
Simultaneously excited and feeling sick with herself, Brooke knew that Sam would be here, in her parent’s house. He probably was already downstairs, shaking hands and being toted around like the poster child they were attempting to push him as.
Brooke desperately wanted to see him and talk to him – and yet, she wanted to avoid him altogether. The past few days in class after he’d asked her to the dinner and she’d turned him down had been awkward, to say the least. Where there had been something before – some little hint of attraction, some twinkle in their eyes when they looked at each other, now was just embarrassment and awkwardness.
She had wanted to say ye
