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“Maybe we can join you,” he says, looking over at Noah.
“Really?” Noah asks, eyeing Remington warily.
“Sure. I’ll just have to ask your mom.”
Noah’s face darkens, and I wonder what’s going on at his house.
“She won’t mind,” he says.
“Are you sure?” I ask him.
“Yeah. She won’t even notice,” he says under his breath, and my stomach knots.
Suddenly, I remember the way he had practically inhaled his food. Does he not have anything to eat at home?
“Why don’t you guys play here for a little bit longer? Then I need to run to the grocery store and we can go to your house and make sure that it’s okay that you go to the movies tonight,” Remington tells Noah.
Something tells me that Remington had the same thought about Noah’s lack of food. He’s so attentive and thoughtful, and I’m not sure he even realizes it.
“Whatever,” he grumbles, grabbing June’s hand and running off.
“He still hates me.”
“Give it time,” I tell Remington.
“I need to run some errands, but then I can pick you up for the movie. I can grab June when I get Noah since they live next door,” he offers.
“I can drive myself.”
“You don’t need to though.”
I eye him, wondering if I should put up a fight or not, and he smirks at me.
“Maybe I should get June. Her mom doesn’t know you,” I start, and he grins.
“You’re right. I should pick you up first and then we can go get the kids. My girl is such a genius.”
I open my mouth to tell him that I’m not his girl or a genius, but he surprises me by leaning over and kissing me. He tastes like spearmint gum and Coke Icee, and I blink, my eyes fluttering closed as his lips mold to mine.
The sounds of a game going off in the arcade behind us startles me and I jerk away from him, remembering where I am.
“Tonight,” Remington whispers and it sounds like a promise.
A really dirty, really great promise.
SIX
Remington
I wantedto hang out with Lucy for the rest of the day but she had to go home and finish up some work. She took June with her to drop her off back at the Big Brothers Big Sisters center and make sure that she could take June with us tonight.
That leaves me alone with Noah. He’s glaring out the passenger window, his arms crossed over his chest. I’m not sure how he’s going to respond to my next tactic of earning his trust, but it’s something that needs to be done.
“Are you good to stop by the grocery store with me?” I ask him as I hit the blinker to turn into the store parking lot.
He shrugs his shoulders, his stomach letting out a growl. My hands clench on the steering wheel, but I manage to relax before snapping the damn thing clear off. I hate the thought of any kid going hungry. It reminds me of my own childhood. How many nights did I go to bed starving? How many days did I go without eating anything and pretending that everything was fine?
“It will be fun. You can grab yourself some snacks too,” I offer. That has him perking up a little bit.
