“Sorry that we’re late,” I said, walking into Heather’s house.
“Sierra!” Heather’s mother, Ms. Hodge, exclaimed. “You brought a boyfriend.”
Heather’s mom and dad had divorced years ago, but they were still on good talking terms with each other for Heather and celebrated the holidays as a family, which I was always so, so jealous of.
I stiffened and glanced up at Steven. “He’s just a friend.”
Steven squeezed my hand. Hard.
Ms. Hodge smirked at our hands. “Seems to be a little more than just friends, but never mind that.” She turned to Steven and furrowed her brow, looking him up and down. “I know you from somewhere, don’t I?”
Please don’t say Radiant. Please don’t say Radiant. Please don’t say Radiant.
Please don’t say Radiant. Please don’t say Radiant. Please don’t say Radiant.“I’m
