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Hell, yes I remembered her telling me about it. It was the reason she hadn’t been able to come over at night more times than I liked. I nodded and motioned her to continue talking.
She blew out a breath. “Well, I turned it in yesterday.” With a soft growl, she went on. “And I’m worried as hell about our score. I still want to kill Blaze for flaking out on me. I ended up having to write the entire script because she was pissed at me for calling her a loser.”
I held up a hand. “Wait. Did you say Blaze? Is she an Alpha Delta Pi sorority girl? Really named Jan, or something like that, but calls herself—”
“Yes,” Caroline groaned out her answer with a roll of her eyes. “Do you know her?”
I bit the inside of my lip, refraining from letting it slip how well I’d once known Blaze. With a shrug, I mumbled, “You called it right. She’s kind of a bitch.”
“Kind of,” she muttered as if that was an understatement. “She told me I should cheat on Zoey with Quinn…right in front of Zoey’s face.”
Oren snorted and rolled his eyes. “Sounds about right.”
“Anyway,” Caroline went on. “The entire project has been a nightmare. Not only did Blaze ditch out on us, but then Tad didn’t get his sound effects in to me until Saturday, so I had to freaking rush to get the entire thing produced, and…”
When she looked down at her phone again, I set my hand on her wrist, stopping her. “You got an A.”
She blinked and crinkled her brow. “And you know this because…?”
“Because I know how much time and effort you put into it. No way could you get something lower, and it’s going to take forever for your grade to post, so I decided to just tell you what’ll it be. There. Now you don’t have to wait and stew.”
With a reluctant grin, she bumped her shoulder into mine. “Well, look who’s being all sweet and making me feel better.”
I motioned with my finger to quiet her. “Just keep all that sweet shit quiet. I have an asshole reputation to uphold.”
“Oh, right.” She winked and set her finger over her lips. Her lips, which looked really good. I was probably about to do something like lean in and kiss the fuck out of those luscious lips when my phone rang.
With an irritated growl, I pulled it from my pocket. My parents had been trying to call all morning. I’d probably been avoiding them for too long, so I answered.
“Hey.”
My mother’s request was short and simple, and no way could I deny her, so I mumbled out a couple okay’s, sure’s, and yeah’s before I said, “See you then. ’Kay. Bye.”
My change in mood must’ve been obvious because Caroline touched my arm, making me jump from the unexpected contact. “Hey. Everything okay?”
“Hmm.” I tried to send her a smile that said everything was just peachy, but as I looked into her concerned blue eyes, an idea struck.
“Yes!” I pointed. “You. I need you. Tonight. Do you think you could be my fake girlfriend for the evening?”
She blinked, the pause in her answer making me instantly itchy. “Your what girlfriend?” she said slowly.
With a sigh, I worked my neck around to pop it. “That was my mom. I’ve been summoned home to eat with them tonight to, you know, celebrate my graduation this weekend, or something. I really, really don’t want the usual fucking talk. So I thought if I had you by my side, they’d not hound me about...other crap and just be excited I brought a real, live girl to supper.”
Her lips tightened with displeasure. “Do you have a habit of bringing the blow-up kind to supper?”
“Caroline.” I groaned through my teeth. “This is serious. Do you think you can not be a smart-ass for three freaking seconds and say, why yes, Oren, I’d love to go with you?”
Instead, she said, “Are you sleeping with other girls?”
“What?” I shook my head, utterly confused. “What in all the shit I just said prompted you to ask that?”
“You said you wanted me to be your fake girlfriend.”
“Yeah?” I nodded, still clueless. “So?”
“So...” She frowned at me. “If I’m not a real gi
rlfriend now, then what the hell am I to you?”
