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“Oh no.”
“Oh yes. And I found out last week he started his own YouTube channel.”
“Scary smart, huh?” I look over at Dante.
“It’s called The Legit Life,” Dante puffs up with pride. “You should give it a like.”
I can’t help my laugh as Clarissa covers her face with her hands before mouthing ‘Help Me.’
“Theo will let me play his X-Box, won’t ya, Theo?”
I shake my head. “Not until you clean your room, Mom’s rules.”
He raises his chin and squeaks at me. “Punk.”
“Dante!” Clarissa shrieks, eyes bulging. “You apologize right now!”
“Sorry,” he says, opening the door and looking back at me before flashing a devilish grin, “so sorry I ain’t sorry!”
Dante slams the door as Clarissa sighs.
“Of all the sperm, this is the one that made it? This one? Really? I know we’re not supposed to question God, but I might have a few for our good Lord once I get there. And if I go early, I’m taking this kid with me. There’s your free wrap it tight warning for the day. See you, Theo.”
I chuckle as she makes her way back to the porch. “See you, Clarissa.”
She twists the knob expecting it to open and slams into it when it doesn’t budge. “Oh, this boy wants to die today! Unlock the door, Dante!”
Grinning, I unlock my own door thankful for the welcome slap of AC that greets me. My phone buzzes in my pocket as I dump Troy’s mail on the entry table. A moan stops me in my tracks when I step inside and I pause, trying to locate the direction of the source. When the house goes silent, I slam the door in fair warning and make my way into the living room thankful the coast is clear. My smile is immediate when I see who’s texting.
Laney: What are you doing?
Theo: Just got home from band practice. What are you doing?
Laney: Ignoring coffee orders to text you.
I grin.
Theo: Are you a barista?
Laney: Yep. Amongst other things. So, when do I get to see you play?
Theo: Up to you. I can get you a ticket for this weekend.
Laney: A ticket?
Theo: Yep.
Laney: This is exciting. I would love that.
Theo: Give me your email.
She texts her email, and I send her a couple of student tickets.
Laney: You ass. So, you’re in THAT band. What do you play?
Theo: Not telling, I have to leave something to mystery.
Laney: Then how will I spot you?
