Lara-Jean
Of course Covey hadn't disclosed any details of the date.
It wasn't until we pulled up in her black Jeep at a skating rink that I realized what was going on.
I immediately laughed out loud, earning an amused look from Covey.
"Ice skating. No way."
"Come on, it would be fun princess,” Covey said without a beat, reaching over and stroking the side of my face. I turned looking into her deep eyes, a small smile playing on her lips.
"This is a bad idea,” I said, smiling as I stared at her.
She shrugged and returned my smile, bigger and brighter.
"Fine.” I groaned stepping out of the car, Covey was immediately at my side, her hand interlaced with mine and I found myself smiling shyly. I curled my fingers, basking in the regular warmth that came with Covey.
On entering the ska
