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“Do you?” I give her an option because I don’t really care if I answer the call or not. It’s my mom. I’ll talk to her tomorrow or next week. But Bree sounds desperate and like she’s in pain for a call that holds no importance.
With a shrug, Bree lets go of my hand and slides her finger over the screen, answering the call. However, before it connects, she points the camera towards me, keeping herself out of it.
Atta girl.
I didn’t expect any less from her.
“Stan, why on Earth are you on your phone while driving?” My mother’s voice fills the vehicle.
“Technically, I’m not holding my phone because my hands are on the wheel,” I excuse myself, rising my fingers slightly. I look at the phone for two seconds, and I can’t help but open my eyes with surprise at her sudden change. “Wow, your hair is green!”
A bright emerald green that tells me that she got bored and was watching Brad Mondo and decided to experiment with the different colors. Although it looks great and the color suits her, I didn’t see it coming. But at least she didn’t shave her head—again.
“I know, I was dying to show you!” she exclaims with excitement. “Wait, if you don’t have the phone, who’s holding it for you? And since when do you wear that blue shirt?”
I notice Bree relaxing. Her shoulders aren’t stiff anymore, and there’s a trace of a smile on her lips.
“Because you’re imprudent and now my date is afraid of you,” I say, and Bree’s eyes widen.
My mom arches her eyebrows at my comment, intrigued by the fact that I’m on a date.
“You’re dating someone? Hold up, did you finally decide to date Ryder?”
Rolling my eyes, a red shade of embarrassment flows to my face.God, why does she have to be so imprudent?I should’ve told Bree to ignore the call.
“Please, shut it,” I plead, and turn to look at Bree, who looks like she’s going to explode with laughter. Her cheeks are bright pink. “My mom has this crazy idea that Ry and I are a secret gay couple and that we’re going to elope and get married at Vegas.”a
She can’t help it. Her eyes shine with mockery and mischief.
“That explains why you guys act like a married couple, but it’s fine. I can’t really compete with Ryder. He already won this in every sense,” Bree mentions in a casual tone.
My mom grins, and I can tell that she already likes Bree.
Fuck me if I didn’t think this through. I should’ve guessed that they were going to team up against me.
“Let me see you,” mom begs, and Bree turns the camera sheepishly. “Oh, but you’re gorgeous. I’m sure that you can compete with Ryder.”
Bree tilts her head.
“Are you sure? Because he has a big advantage with the fact that he has a dick, and I don’t.”
Mom cackles.
I would be worried about Bree’s lack of filter, but my mom is the one that has me wanting to end the call. I know that she will end up something to embarrass me even more.
“I like you already. What’s your name?”
Here we go.
“Bree.”
“Huh, Bree,” Mom repeats, and I know that she remembers her from our past conversation. “Bree, the study partner with whom Stanley onlystudiesat the library.”
Bree frowns, lost with my mother’s secretive tone.
“I guess. I mean, this whole dating thing is pretty recent, but I think that I’m that Bree.” She turns her face, squinting suspiciously. “Unless you study withanotherBree.”
I snort.
