Luckily, Jack agreed to let me attend Matt’s game. As long as I sent him pictures with Fiona and came home well before midnight, I was free to go. A part of me wanted to argue further. It seemed silly that I had to prove to him I was with Fiona the whole time, but I didn’t want him to change his mind and try to stop me from going. Plus, I planned on defying him, anyway. I might have had plans to watch the game with Fiona, but I knew Matt wanted to take me out later, just the two of us.
“I can’t believe you and Matt are dating!” Fiona gushed, not for the first time, as we neared the rink.
My cheeks warmed. “We’re not official. We’re just getting to know each other again. As Celeste and Matt. Not Rose.”
“Still,” she said. “I knew things would work out between you two.”
I gave her a dubi
