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Saylor makes me weak.
My thumb finds the Birds and Bees app like a homing beacon before I pull up Saylor’s profile. Her pictures are a knife in my chest every time I look at them, but I can’t help it. Her smile. The way her eyes crinkle in the corners. The teasing tilt of her lips as she smiles at the camera. The combination is crippling. If Saylor was trying to gut me with her pictures, it worked. I found her profile about two years ago before dumping my heart out through a drunken message that she never replied to. Hell, she might not have even read it or even seen it. That’s what I tell myself. That she just hasn’t logged into her account. That she hasn’t seen it yet, but when she does, she’ll respond. And I’ll be able to make it up to her.
I’ll be able to make her mine.
A notification pops up, just like the rest of them, and my thumb preps itself to swipe the message away when I stop.
Slytherin4ever: Hogwarts house. Go.
I cock my head to the side, rereading the message another dozen times as memories of my past with Saylor assault me.
“You’re really going to make me take this test?” I ask, quirking my brow as Say bounces toward me with a laptop pressed to her chest. She sets it on her family’s kitchen table, then motions for me to pull up a chair.
“Heck yes, I am. Sit down, Mr. Daniels. We’re about to find out which Hogwarts house the sorting hat thinks you belong to.”
Rolling my eyes, I do as I’m told and take a seat, trying to keep my amusement in check even though I know it’s a losing battle. The girl’s crazy. And freaking adorable.
She smacks my chest when it rumbles with laughter, completely oblivious that I’m falling for her in a way that should send me running in the opposite direction but doesn’t.
“This is serious stuff, Owen! Come on. Let’s see where you belong.”
With a quick tug, she falls into my lap before I plant a loud, smacking kiss against her cheek. “I belong with you, Say.”
“Is that right?”
I lean in and press a softer kiss to her lips. “Yeah.”
When I pull away, her cheeks are red as she stares back at me with a big, dopey grin. “Then let’s hope you get Gryffindor, ‘cause I can’t date a Slytherin.”
My phone buzzes with a call from my sister and tugs me back to the present.
“Can’t talk now, Nora,” I answer as soon as my thumb slides across the screen.
“We haven’t talked in forever! I miss my big brother.”
“Sure you do,” I mutter under my breath.
“I do!” she argues. “I haven’t seen you since you told me you were moving back home. Does it kill you to send me
an update?”
I shift my phone to my other ear. “You just want to hear the latest gossip.”
With a gasp, she counters, “No, I don’t! Although is there gossip? ‘Cause if there is….”
“Told ya,” I laugh. “And no. Nothing’s new.”
“So, you haven’t seen her yet?”
I pause and look over at Grady, who’s oblivious to my conversation, too invested in the video game to care.
“I knew it!” she yells, making me cringe.
Pushing myself up from the couch, I show Grady my open palm and mouth, “Five more minutes,” then head to my bedroom and close the door behind me. “Look, Nora, I know you found your happily ever after and all that shit, but––”
“Don’t but me, Owen. You can lie to yourself all you want, but we both know you moved back home because you miss her, and you know that your biggest regret is that you let her slip through your fingers. You’re not the only one who lost her, Owen. I loved Say like a sister. Will you just…tell me what happened? How is she?”
“We didn’t talk much,” I hedge.
