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"You know what I think?"
"No," Cash runs a hand over his face. "And I don't want to know."
"I think you're too hard on him."
"He stole you from me."
"No," I hold up a hand, "you dumped me. You left me."
"You ever get tired of saying that?"
"No," I grin. "Never."
"You guys have plans tonight?" Cash throws a thumb over his shoulder.
"Yeah," I clear my throat. "We're playing pool. With you."
"I hate when you guys make me tag along."
"Why?"
"Because I hate being the third wheel."
"Get used to it," Wilder laughs as he walks out the front door. "You're not going anywhere."
"You're stuck with us," I add.
"Oh, joy," Cash rolls his eyes.
Wilder kisses my cheek, then pulls the keys out of his back pocket. Keys to his used Ford truck. With a single cab. Which means we're all in the front seat.
"Let's go," Wilder twines his fingers with mine.
"I'll meet you guys there," Cash raises his eyebrows.
"You sure?" Wilder frowns.
"Yeah," Cash answers. "I need to do something before."
Wilder and I walk to the truck and he opens the passenger side door for me.
"Thank you," I say to him.
He runs his thumb over the ring on my left finger. "Do you like your promise ring?"
I glance down at it. "I think promise rings are supposed to go on the right hand."
He shakes his head. "You're mine, Blondie. It's on the correct hand."
I don't argue as I climb inside the truck and wait for him to get in.
"What do you want to do this summer?" Wilder asks as I lay my head on his shoulder, content to sit in the passenger's seat as we drive through town with the windows rolled down.
"Just hang out with you," I reply.
"Sounds like a plan."
The problem with making plans is they seldom work out the way we want them to.
