Page 168 of Seasons of Love
He turns around. “Yeah?”
“I’m working a late shift tomorrow. Do you want to stay over?”
He smiles and walks back in my direction. When he’s close enough, I pull him to me and give him the kind of kiss that promises more.
“I thought you’d never ask.”
27
ELLIS
“Please don’t be weird,” I beg.
“Pfft, who me?” Fletcher says. “Like I would ever. But I called it first, so whoever gets the next round, I’m getting a bubble…double.”
Harrison rolls his eyes. “You’re getting a double glass of water. That’s what you’re getting.”
Fletcher pouts. “This isn’t fair. What’s my reward then?”
Harrison whispers something into Fletcher’s ear that makes his entire face go bright red, which is always more visible when he wears his long blond hair in a bun, like today.
“Okay, I can be on board with that.”
Levi comes in with the drinks. I slip out of the booth so he can sit next to Arlo.
“Can someone explain to me why I’m the last one to know? Where are my bartender privileges? You’re supposed to pour your heart out, then I make you the best cocktail in the world, and we’re friends happily ever after.”
“That’s it. I’m going if you’re all going to be weird about it.” I stand.
“Where are you going?”
Four big grins face me as the voice behind me puts a smile on my face.
I turn around, and Milo has his hands in his jeans pockets. His smile is shy and uncertain. A reminder of the person I met all those months ago, but now I know he has depth, confidence, and a sense of humor.
“Hi,” I say.
“Hi.”
“Awwww, they’re so cute together,” Fletcher says behind me.
I roll my eyes, and Milo smiles.
“Where’s Tyler?” I ask.
“He’s parking the car.”
“Can I talk to you outside?”
He frowns. “Sure.” And then he follows me.
Before we get to the front door of The Academy, I pull Milo into the hallway that leads to the restrooms.
“I thought—” he starts, but I stop him with a kiss. His hands come up to hold my shirt as I press him against the wall.
He tastes like strawberry, which is Sara’s new favorite fruit. He must have had some too. It’s delicious and refreshing, or maybe that’s just how Milo always tastes.
“Wow.” He puts his fingers to his mouth, and I love that his lips are already swollen from my kiss.
