“I think you have one of those…. What do they call it? A guilty conscience. All I said was that I like Shane better than Justin,” he remarked, confirming his suspicion. “I know you like Shane better than Justin, too.”
“Oh? And what do you expect me to do about that, wise one?”
James shrugged. “Go out with him again. Not as friends like last Friday, but as boyfriend and girlfriend.”
“Again?” Becky asked pointedly with her brows lifted. “Who says we were together before?”
“No one.”
“Then why did you say again?”
“I know you dated him.”
“Yeah? How do you know that?”
“I just know things.”
“Uh-huh. Well, little brother, I hate to disappoint you—I really do—but again isn’t going to happen.”
“Why not? Don’t you love him anymore?”
“You’re not going to let this go, are you?”
“Nope. Why w
