I could’ve called Avery. I should’ve, but I didn’t. Caden said he’d been driving home anyway so he pulled up in front of me ten minutes later.
“Yeah. I’m rethinking this now,” I told him.
His eyebrows lifted. “This?” He pointed between us. “Us?”
“Calling you.”
He motioned me to get in. “Come on. Let’s head back.”
Once I got inside and he pulled away, I couldn’t stop myself from asking, “Are you rethinking us?”
“Our friendship?”
“Of course.” I tucked my hands behind me. “What else is there to rethink?”
He studied me a moment before pulling ahead at an intersection. He didn’t respond, not the entire time it took to get to his place. We went inside, and he looked at his bedroom. His head turned back toward me, and I saw the teasing grin.
“I’m not sure what you mean by rethinking us,
