“Whoa! Sure, I’d like to meet your folks. But if they thought you were bringing me home as your boyfriend, they’d call the cops. And they should.” He drank the last of his pop and dropped the drink cup into the bag the food had come in. “You gotta remember the difference in our ages. You’re not eighteen yet, and I’m gonna be twenty-three soon. That’s almost six years’ difference. If I even touched you, I’d go to jail. And it’s not just that, you know. You’re still in high school. I’m in college. I’ve been in the Marines.
“Brody, I’m not just some dumb kid. Besides, I’ll be in college myself next year. I could go to Colby State. I’ll be eighteen and legal, since you worry about that so much. We could be college buddies.” Then he gave Brody one of his cocky smiles. “We could even be f**k bu
