“Nah,” he said. “Just tired.”
“Okay. ’Night then.”
“Good night.” He started back across the road, stopped suddenly, and pulled Delaney aside, out of earshot from the others. “You want to have dinner at my parents’ house Sunday?”
She seemed surprised by the invitation. “Me? Why?”
He was a glutton for punishment, that’s why.
“Josh is having surgery next week and my mom’s having everyone to the house.”
“Of course,” she said, pleased to have been asked. “I’d love to go.”
“Good. Hannah could use the support of her friends.” God, he was such a dick.