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She grabbed my arm and tugged me along with her, grumbling under her breath.
“We’ll be talking about this later,” her mom’s voice called after us.
“I can’t believe you did that,” Becca hissed as I opened the door for her.
“You want me to be your dirty little secret forever?” My eyes searched hers as she buckled up.
“Evan, I—”
I slammed the door on her, irritation building in me. I hadn’t meant for the words to tumble out. I didn’t really care what her parents thought about me.Did I?But we still hadn’t talked much about her life in Montecito or why they’d ended up in a place like Credence.
At the driver’s door, I glanced over at her house. Her mom was still watching us with disapproval written all over her face. I yanked open the door and slipped inside.
“Evan, will you calm down and let me explain?”
“What’s to explain? Your mom doesn’t think I’m good enough for you. I get it.” My hands gripped the wheel, and she let out a heavy sigh.
“My mom thinks every guy ever born isn’t good enough for me, Evan. Trust me, it’s not you.”
What was that supposed to mean? I threw her a quizzical look, and she smirked. “Besides, I don’t care what she thinks.”
“What?”
Becca leaned in close. “I said, I don’t care what she thinks.”
“Is that right?” I arched my brow, lowering my face to hers. I didn’t know what I’d expected when I’d turned up at her house this morning, but after her messages last night and her silence this morning it wasn’t this.
I liked it.
Becca moved first, her soft lips brushing against mine. The air around us shifted, the significance of the moment filling every inch of space between us. “Is it wrong that all I can think about is last night?” she murmured through her kiss.
My lips tugged into a wide smile. “I haven’t stopped thinking about it either.”
“So we’re really doing this? It’s really happening?”
I eased back to lock my eyes on hers. “It’s really happening. Are you ready?”
For just a second, I thought I saw something flicker in her eyes—fear or surprise—but it was gone before I could analyze it, and Becca nodded before diving at me and showing me just how ready she was.
* * *
“Everyone’s staring.” Becca nudged closer into my side as I guided us into school.
When I’d parked and gotten out of the car, no one even glanced in my direction. It wasn’t until I went around to the passenger side, opened the door, and Becca climbed out that heads started to turn.
“Ignore them,” I whispered against her hair, pressing my hand a little tighter against her hip.
“Easy for you to say. You’re not the new girl who already got trampled on by the most popular girl in school.” She laughed, but I heard the strain—Becca still wasn’t over what went down with Kendall. And I didn’t blame her.
“Hey.” I stopped us, gathering her into my arms.
A couple of girls whispered a little too loudly, staring in our direction. But they could stare all they wanted. It was time people knew Becca was off-limits.
“Stop worrying, okay? I should have done this a long time ago.”
Her face scrunched up in confusion as I gazed down at her, my hands clasped around her lower back. “Done what, Evan? What are you talking about?”
So, I showed her.
