James laughed and looked down at me. His expression grew cloudy. "Wait, do you seriously think that's going to happen?" "I have no idea. I usually don't upset my parents. Disappointing them isn't exactly something I do all the time. I'm a little out of my element. And I've never even brought a boy home." "Luckily I have tons of practice with disappointing parents. I'm not even sure if my parents love me." His words made me wince. "That can't possibly be true." "I don't think it's far from the truth." He looked down at me. "I'd really prefer if your parents didn't hate me. That's probably asking too much given the situation. The sooner we tell them, the sooner they might be willing to forgive me though." "They won't even be home for several hours," I said. His parents hadn't taken him

