Shay parked on the street outside his house. Every light on the main floor was on, as well as the lights in the basement, a few more on the second floor, and one from the third floor.
Shay grunted. “I do believe we’re having a party.” He looked at me. “What do you want to do?”
“What do you mean?”
“We can go somewhere else.”
I frowned.
Kristina and Casey asked about our evening plans, but I hadn’t known what we were doing. I knew now. Reaching over, I laced our fingers together, resting our hands on his leg. “I think I should call Kristina and Casey, and we should all go to the party.”
Surprise flitted over his features. “You sure? We can just hang out in the room, if you want?”
I shook my head. “No way. You were the MVP. That party is for you. I’m not going to be the girlfriend who
