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Ava: Good morning, boyfriend. My alarm went off at 4:30 and I had to get home. I didn’t want to. I could’ve stayed in your arms forever.
Connor: New phone. Who dis?
Ava: Sorry. Wrong number. I meant to send that to my other boyfriend.
Connor: I’ll beat his ass.
Ava: Before or after you get done sucking your thumb, you giant baby.
Connor: Listen here, you little shit.
Ava: I miss you.
Connor: Me too. I’ll be around earlier to take you to school. I have a lot of apologizing to do today, remember?
Ava: Oh yeah. Sucks to be you.
Connor: Not really. Last night I had a girl sleep in my bed for the first time ever, so that was kind of cool.
Ava: Yeah? Was she hot?
Connor: Eh.
Ava: Listen here, you little shit.
Connor: I can’t wait, Ava.
Ava: For what?
Connor: Everything.
* * *
“Damn, I did a number on you,” Peter says, coming down Ava’s porch steps.
“Yeah, you got me pretty good,” I admit, rubbing the back of my neck. I’m feeling a little ashamed, to say the least, and even though my anxiety had me practicing my apology speech before I got here, I’m stuck on how to start.
He backhands my stomach, and I wince at the sudden pain. “If it makes you feel any better, you got in a few good shots, too.”
“I wish it did, but no.” Groaning, I look at him but keep my head down. “Look, I’m sorry, man. I wish I had more to say than that, but…” I trail off.
He lets out a heavy sigh, then motions for me to follow him. He walks down the driveway and onto the sidewalk, far enough that Ava can’t hear us from the house. Leaning against his car, he shoves his hands in his pockets. “I’m not going to lie; I spent most of yesterday pissed. But I think it was more that you messed up my pretty face than the fact that you did it at all.”
“So, you’re not pissed at me, specifically?” I ask.
“No.”
I exhale, relieved.
“Why?”
“I don’t know. I feel like that would be worse. You’re obviously important to Ava, and she’s important to me, so the last thing I want is to jeopardize that by becoming your enemy.”
“You’re not my enemy,” he laughs out. “And even though you were dead wrong about what happened, your intentions were in the right place. And I can’t be mad at you for thinking you were protecting Ava. That’s…” He looks toward the house. “That’s kind of why we’re all here, right?”
I nod, though my gut tells me there’s an underlying meaning to his words that has me questioning his intentions.
