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I don’t want Reid for just the summer.
I’m sure I want to continue this thing between us even when we leave for college.
I’ve considered it all night after leaving Mark’s party and woke up with the desire to express that to him fully.
Reid emerges from the corner in the passage as I reach the bottom of the stairs. Our eyes connect, and I shiver as if his fingers are still inside me.
I start to speak. “Hey, um—”
“Morning, you two!” Aunt Helena calls out, startling me away from Reid.
We look across into the kitchen, spotting her in the breakfast nook.
Good thing we didn’t kiss.
“It’s Tuesday. How come you haven’t left for work?” Reid asks, walking through the doorway.
“I’m off today,” she happily informs us. “I’m meeting an associate in Milford regarding my charity. After that, I’m completely free, and I’d love to enjoy the day with you both.”
“Sure.”
Reid and I help ourselves to the coffee, hashbrowns, and waffles. They’re still hot. Genevieve must have made breakfast late since Aunt Helena is home.
We carry everything to the table and sit down.
“So, what would you like to do?” Aunt Helena asks, eyes glistening. “I’ll try anything you suggest. My mind is open for an adventure.” She certainly looks dressed for fun in jeans and flats. Hair in a ponytail.
“Anything?” I playfully confirm before enjoying a forkful of hashbrowns.
Reid chuckles. “Careful, Mom. She’ll have you skateboarding.”
“Well, nothing like that.” Aunt Helena bounces her gaze between us. “Nothing that could cause me to break bones or catch a fright.”
I giggle. “No worries. We’ll find something.”
It’s admirable to see Aunt Helena so involved in her charity. She didn’t just slap her name on something to appear virtuous. She genuinely cares.
Once her meeting wraps, Reid suggests hanging around Milford to enjoy some of what the coastal city has to offer.
Going by a list in one of the Google search results, our first stop is the sports center.
After exiting the car, Aunt Helena stares at the massive place with blatant nervousness. “We’re not getting on a trampoline, are we? Remember what I said about not breaking my body?”
I chuckle and hold her hand. “Don’t worry. Come on.”
We stride into the enormous center, and her shoulders relax as I lead her into the area of the batting cages.
“Okay. This I can manage.”
“Perfect. I do this with my parents all the time.”
We wait until the two kids finish. Once it’s our turn, we pick out helmets and grab bats.
“Didn’t you hate baseball?” Reid recalls, bumping my arm.
I shrug. “Don’t watch it. I like doing this, though.” I nod to the net and urge, “Aunt Helena, you first. Let’s see what you got.”
