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We get to Casey’s house first.
“Shane’s probably still up if you want to FaceTime him and have some kinky phone sex,” I say to Casey as she opens her front door.
She sticks out her middle finger as the door closes behind her. Hunter and I both laugh, knowing her cheeks are probably bright red from my comment. She’s still trying to pretend her hookup with Shane was a one-time thing, but I’m not buying it.
A block over, Hunter suddenly scoops me up in his arms.
I let out a tiny cry of surprise. “My knee feels fine today,” I laugh.
He just smiles, looking down at me. “Good to hear that. But I just wanted to carry you because I like feeling you in my arms.”
I feel a warm, happy pressure in my chest. “You can be so sappy sometimes.”
“You make me sappy. If you don’t like it, blame yourself.”
I smile, lightheaded from the beer and the weightlessness of being in Hunter’s arms. “I do like it.”
“Good. Because I don’t plan on stopping anytime soon.”
We get to my house. I don’t want to leave Hunter. I wish he could stay over, or I could stay at his place. But now isn’t the right time.
We’ll both be busy with Thanksgiving tomorrow, so I don’t know if we’ll see each other.
“You’re spending the weekend here, right?” I ask.
He nods. “Yeah. Going back Sunday night.”
“See you Friday, maybe?”
He smiles. “No maybe about it.”
35
PHOEBE
Helping my dad cook Thanksgiving dinner is one of my favorite things of the year.
My dad’s always loved to cook, and he’s in his element on Thanksgiving and Christmas. It’s why our extended family gathers at our house for most holidays.
Dad doesn’t mind a bit. He loves cooking for a big group, even though he’s an accountant by profession, and Mom loves playing the host and decorating for a big gathering while Dad is busy in the kitchen.
My brother, who’s in ninth grade, saunters into the kitchen while I’m chopping up potatoes for Dad’s potato salad.
“Wow, Phoebe. Even though you’re TikTok famous, you’re still not too good to chop potatoes. We’re honored.”
I roll my eyes. “I am not TikTok famous.”
Since that insane explosion of views, my videos have been a lot more popular than they were. Not guaranteed-million-views popular, but I’m consistently getting over twenty thousand, sometimes more, occasionally a lot more. And my follower count keeps growing.
But that hardly means I’m on my way to becoming any kind of influencer. I’m just glad that my videos resonate with people, and I love to read all the supportive comments and respond to them.
“TikTok,” my dad says in a pondering tone as he stuffs the turkey. “That’s, like, that new kind of YouTube, right? For young people?”
My brother snickers.
“Kinda,” I laugh. “Not only young people are on it, though. There’s a lot of cool cooking stuff on there. You should download it.”
“Hm,” is Dad’s response.
