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It thaws some of the cold that’s gripped my heart all week.

“So where’ve you been?” I ask and pull out of his grasp because I can feel people looking at us.

“They changed my schedule at the store. I wake up at five in the morning and work until one. Then I’ve got practice from two to five every afternoon. Then, I have to work out. By the time I eat, shower I’m barely coherent. I’ve been falling asleep by nine thirty every night.”

“Oh, okay.” I drop my head and release a breath I feel like I’ve been holding for a week.

A ring of laughter that I know is Joni’s washes the temporary relief his words brought.

“Glad you made time for your date.”

His eyes widen and his grin is huge.

“What are you smiling at?”

“You’re jealous.”

“You wish. You shou

ld go and sit down.” I snap at him.

“Only if you promise to talk to me later.”

“After your date?” I say pertly and turn my back to him and pretend to start checking my order. I wait for him to walk away. He comes and stands next to me.

“How many times are you going to count those drinks.”

His teasing tone is too much because I am jealous and I have no right to be. But I can’t help it.

“You’re going to get me in trouble,” I complain.

He stops laughing and steps back. “Can we meet tonight?”

“I’ll be asleep.” I cross my arms.

“Oh, Kal, you’re so stubborn.” He taps the tip of my nose before he turns and walks away.

He takes a few steps and looks over his shoulder. “But, so am I.”

And with a wicked grin, he turns and walks back to the table.

8

FOOL FOR YOU

KAL

I am no stranger to disappointment. I trained myself at a very young age to expect it. But, somehow, this hurts in a way that feels selfish and indulgent. Remi taking Joni out isn’t the worst thing that’s ever happened to me. So, why am I lying on my bed sobbing my eyes out like I’m the victim of some teenage melodrama?

The sharp rap at my window startles me mid-cry and I sit up and stare at the drawn blinds. I must have imagined it. There’s no way anyone’s out there. I stand up though and walk over to it.

I’m just starting to pull on the cord that opens it when the knocking sounds again. I yank it open and gasp when I see Remi perched on the trellis that’s under my window. His face is covered in sweat and a grimace of exertion on it that belies the idea that he’s simply floating. I yank the window open.

“What are you doing?” I yell at him through the screen between us and a quick scan shows me it’s held in place by screws that prevent it from being removed.

“Your mother wouldn’t let me up. We need to talk.”

“About what? Your date?” I frown at him.

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