Page 32 of If We Say Goodbye


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Jordy gives him a side eye. “Don’t remind me.”

“If I told you what my grades were, you’d have a heart attack,” I mumble behind them.

Jordy peers over his shoulder. “What are they?”

I shrug. “I might have a few F’s.”

His eyes grow big. “How do you even do that?”

“It’s pretty easy, actually. I can give you some pointers if you want.”

Jordy’s hand flies up, flat palm facing me. “No, thank you. I’m done talking to you now.” He speeds up to round the side of the car and climbs in.

My feet slow, and I can’t help but laugh. “What?”

Caleb chuckles. “That’s Jordy for you.”

“Well, okay then.” I trudge closer to the passenger door.

As I reach for the handle, Caleb hurries after me. “Not so fast,” he says, jumping toward the door.

I stagger back. “What now?”

“Let me.” He grips the handle and pulls the door open for me.

I cross my arms, tilting my head and glaring. “Really?”

He gestures to the seat, smiling. “You know what they say. Chivalry isn’t dead.”

“Maybe not, but soon you will be.”

His smile widens. “Is that a threat?”

“Just a warning.”

He winks. “Consider me warned.”

I groan. “Don’t do . . .” I wave my hands in front of his face. “That.”

“You mean this?” He winks again.

My teeth grit together. “Yes.”

He sucks in a breath. “Sorry, but I—”

Jordy clears his throat, poking his head up by the front seats. “Let’s move, people. Time is ticking.” He points to the invisible watch on his wrist.

I climb into the passenger seat, reaching for the door. “I can close it.”

“I got it,” he says, winking . . . again.

My glare follows him as he closes the door, walks around the front of the car, and sits down next to me in the driver’s seat. I want my wrath to be overtly apparent. I want my gaze to be so heavy he melts under the pressure.

He starts the car and turns to me. “Careful. Your face might get stuck like that.”

I sink lower into the chair.

This is going to be one long semester.

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