Page 87 of Sweetheart

I crossed my arms with a scoff. "Says who?"

"Your list for one."

"Listen Bishop, just because you're my first boyfriend doesn't mean I know nothing about relationships."I paused as his eyes twinkled. "Why are you looking at me like that?"

"You called me your boyfriend," he said.

"So?"

"I like the way it sounds."

My heart got stuck in my throat.

"Even when you're pretending to be mad at me."Sam winked. "Just let me plan our date, Kent. I promise, it'll be a good one."

Trying to shake off my inconvenient emotions, I shrugged.

"That should work. As long as we remember that it's a fake date, everything should go wonderful."

Sam's brows furrowed as he cocked his head to the side. "How could we forget that? We have a plan."

"Yes, we do. Speaking of which, I wanted to run something by you," I said.

"Alright, practice starts in five minutes," he said."If I'm not out on the field, Coach Stryker will make me do laps.I hate laps, just so you know. But I'll do them for you."

"This will only take a second."

"Okay, but first, let me give you these, in case we run out of time."

As I watched, Sam reached down into his duffle bag and pulled out…a colorful bouquet of flowers. It looked like a mix of pink Gerber daisies and lilies. My eyes drank them in before moving back to Sam's smiling face.

"How'd you know my favorites?" I asked.

"Your sister told me," he said.

My eyes widened. "You talked to Charlotte?"

"Yeah, I went to a flower shop. Bo Stryker's grandmother owns one by the library, and your sister was there minutes after I walked in.I really didn't know what to get you. Then there she was.It was like magic."

Yeah, or not.

I'd bet good money that Charlotte had a spy on the inside (aka Bo) who let her know exactly when Sam came in.

"So, do you like them?" he asked.

I nodded, lifting the blooms to my nose, unable to stop inhaling their fresh scent."Of course.They're beautiful, Bishop."

"I'm glad."

"At this rate, we could be done by the end of the month."

Sam's smile seemed to dim. "What do you mean?"

"That'swhat I wanted to talk to you about," I said. "I know graduation was the goal, but I don't think we need that long.It's going so well.I think we should try to get the list done faster."

"Why the rush?"

"No reason," I lied.

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