Page 324 of His Virgin Romance Series

“Really.” She nodded. “Then tell me this… when was the last time you went out with a group of friends?” Mom asked. “Or went to a party or went on a date? When was the last time you were anywhere you could meet a nice, eligible young man?”

“I’ll have you know that you don’t have to go out to meet nice eligible men,” I said, without thinking.

“What does that mean?” Mom asked.

“Uh, nothing.”

Mom stared at me for a moment and then she narrowed her eyes at me. “Hold on, are you dating your roommate?”

“I… no.”

Mom clapped her hands together and laughed. “Is that why you’ve been so tight-lipped about him?” she asked. “Because you and he are—”

“It’s not a big deal,” I said.

“Of course it’s a big deal. And you know why I think that is?”

“Enlighten me.”

“You’re blushing.”

“I am not,” I said defensively, even though I knew she was right.

Thankfully, I was saved the embarrassment of that particular conversation when we heard the door open. “Seth’s here!” I said, jumping to my feet. “At last.”

“Hi, guys,” he said, coming around the corner into the kitchen. “Sorry I’m late.”

“What happened?” Mom asked. “Is everything all right?”

“Uh… long story,” Seth said, and he looked a little deflated.

He sat down, and Mom and I exchanged a glance. “Seth,” I said gently. “Are you okay?”

“I’m fine.” He nodded. “It’s just been a long day.” He took a deep breath. “Cory moved out.”

“What?” I asked, in surprise.

“Yeah.” Seth nodded. “She just packed her bags and left… just before I got here.”

“What happened?” Mom asked.

Seth sighed. “We just got into a big fight—”

“Oh God,” I jumped in. “Was it about me?”

“No,” Seth replied, but he hesitated long enough that I knew I had been part of the fight in some way.

“Oh, Seth—”

“I finally just snapped,” Seth replied. “And she snapped right back at me, and I guess we both realized how badly suited we were for one another. I think that we just both wanted a partner so much that we overlooked the fact that we were never right for one another.”

“Well, I’m glad,” Mom said suddenly. “I never liked her.”

“Mom!” I said.

“What… it’s true.”

“Let’s try and be a little sensitive,” I said.

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