“Heading back to school,” I replied, also in a whisper. “An hour away.”
He broke from my grasp and stared at me, a knot suddenly forming in my belly that could dock a tanker. “Dinner? How about dinner with us? I saw you with a guy. That, uh, cool?”
I nodded. “Cool.” Cucumbers would be covetous it was so cool.
We made plans. I left first. I didn’t look back, except for the fact that I was always looking back when it came to Brian.
I returned to Curtis in a daze. “Feeling better?” he asked. “You were gone a while.”
I turned and looked at him, forcing yet another smile on my face. “We winning yet?”
He nodded. “Up by seven. You missed a great touchdown.” Ironic, because, since seeing Brian, I still hadn’t, as he put it, touched down.
“How about a celebratory dinner then.” One, two, thre
