Page 46 of Sweet Girl
Van.
This reminds me of the last time this happened, and a stone of worry gathers in my stomach. I don’t want to seem obvious, so I try to read it out of the corner of my eye, but he’s too quick and shuts down the screen.
“Well, girls, I’m outtie. I gotta go pack up some leftovers and head home to hang out with the boys. But I’ll see you on Friday at my place, right? We can do shots for your birthday.”
First off, I’m more than a little curious about the text he just got from Van. Obviously his phone isn’t broken, since he’s texting my brother. And secondly, I’d forgotten about the upcoming party. It’ll be all the usual suspects...guys from the team...some high school friends...Van. Me. Can you say uncomfortable?
“Oh geez...don’t go spending too much on our birthday present, there, bro.” Kady snipes.
“Hey...I’ll have you know that I’m buying top shelf tequila for you two. So shut it, or you won’t get any.”
Cade clamps his hand together like a clam shell, before he leans down and gives us both quick kisses on top of our heads. He heads out, leaving me to put the puzzle pieces together over what’s going on with Van and me.
My sister interrupts my thoughts. “Just let it go, Ky. He’ll either respond or he won’t. Either way, don’t sell yourself short and don’t keep sending him texts. You’re not one of those desperate girls.”
I know she’s right. I know it. But I am desperate to know what’s going on with him. It doesn’t make it hurt any less. I just want to know what I did to make him disappear like this.
Goddamn boys. Why do they have to be so dumb?
