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Jason shifts the car into Park and hands me my bag from the backseat. “Give me at least a thirty-minute heads-up before you’re ready to leave so I can get here from work. I’m not formally scheduled, so I can leave whenever.”
I unbuckle my seat belt and take my bag from him.
“You don’t need to come back for me. I’ll Uber. Or maybe Warren will drive me home.”
Jason lifts an eyebrow at me like the thought of himnotcoming to get me isn’t plausible. “Just give me a heads-up.”
I roll my eyes at him, though I secretly love spending all this time with him. No one worries about how I’ll get to and from places except him. “You’re not my chauffeur, Jason.”
“No, but I’m your boyfriend.”
I freeze, my hand on the handle in the middle of pushing the door open. We’ve never had this discussion before, and I never realized how much I wanted to hear that until right now. I mean, we confessed we loved each other, sure, but we never labeled it. I swallow, trying to stay calm instead of jumping up and down with excitement and scaring him away.
“You’re my boyfriend?”
“Well, yeah . . .” He hesitates, and he’s so fucking handsome in this moment I want to throw myself at him.
“Unless you don’t want me to be?”
I frantically shake my head before he even finishes asking, and he breaks out in a laugh. His smile is glorious, and I feel so warm and giddy and lucky that Jason, this wonderful, sweet, thoughtful boy, wants to be withme.
I’ll definitely do a little shriek and a happy dance once he pulls away, but for now I try to pretend like this isn’t a superhuge deal and say, “Well then,boyfriend, if something comes up and you can’t make it, it’s no big deal, just let me know.”
“I’ll be here,” he states with finality. His eyes gleam as he gently takes my chin and leans toward me, planting a kiss on my lips. “Depending on the time, maybe we can grab some ice cream.”
I want to pull him back to me and exclaim,More!but instead he lets me go, and I open the door. “Ice cream is on me, then.”
He sends me a look that says,We’ll see about that, and I laugh as I exit the car. I bend down to tell Jason he’s going to have to fight me for the bill when the large front door opens.
“Hey, Siena! Hey, Jason!” Warren calls from his grand entrance. He walks down the steps to meet us, leaving the front door wide open behind him. Jason exits the car, leaning his forearms against the roof as Warren says,
“You wanna come in, Jason? I can order a pizza and some wings. I’ll call Tyler and Nyah, maybe a few others too, make this a party!”
Jason shakes his head. “You’re supposed to be working on an assignment, so no parties.”
“Not even a little one?” Warren jokes, coming to my side and throwing a casual arm over my shoulders.
“Not even that. My girlfriend is trying to get her grades up, so get it done.” Jason says it casually, telling someone for the first time that I’m hisgirlfriend, but his lips turn up at the corner.
Warren raises an eyebrow at me as I bite back a smile.
I’m Jason Parker’s girlfriend!I can’t wait to tell Gia. And Nyah! She’s definitely going to jump up and down with me, then plan a double date—or, at least, shewould’ve, if she wasn’t avoiding me. The excitement fades a little with that thought.
Warren removes his arm from my shoulders and raises both hands in amessage received loud and cleargesture. “All business, no pleasure, got it,” he jokes, then taps the roof of the car. “We better get started, then. See you later, Parker.”
“Later,” Jason says, then looks at me. “Text me.”
I assure him I will even though I feel bad making him come back to get me. But the larger part of me is just too giddy to put up much of a fight.I’m going out for ice creamwith my boyfriend!I wonder if that will ever feel normal or if I’ll always feel like squealing when I think of Jason andboyfriendin the same sentence.
Jason gets back in the car, and Warren closes the passenger door. We stand together and wave as Jason rounds the fountain and disappears down the driveway, which is so long I lose sight of him before he reaches the front gate.
“Girlfriend, huh?” Warren asks me in a teasing tone, waggling his eyebrows.
“Shut up.” I bump him with my shoulder. “But yeah, it’s kinda new.”
“No, no, it’s cool.” Warren laughs as we head up the stairs to his house. “But he sure was real quick to pull that possessive, growlyhands off my girlcard.”
“He was not growly!” I defend Jason, but Warren’s teasing is lighthearted and fun, and the smile on my face is so big it almost hurts.
