“Aaron would definitely not like it,” he barked. “And what the fuck, Kandon? Why are you trying to encourage my sister to take body shots off someone?”
“It’s nothing,” Sofia said.
“Come on. You can’t not tell us.”
“Babe.” Poppy shook her head.
“Fine. I need another beer.” Aaron skulked off, leaving Poppy sighing after him.
“Give him time.”
“Yeah.”
“You two should enjoy the party. Don’t worry about Aaron. I’ll turn his frown upside down.” She smirked, taking off after him.
“She’s totally going to do sexual things to him, isn’t she?” Sofia grimaced.
“My guess would be yes.”
“So gross.”
“Nah, they’re in love.” I backed her into the counter and placed my hands on either side of her hips, gazing down at her.
“He’s handling it better than I thought he would.”
“It’s Aaron. He won’t stay mad at you for long. But I do think you should talk to him soon about, you know.”
“Cole…”
“I know. It’s your decision. But he knows something is up, Sofe.”
“He asked you?” Panic flashed in her eyes.
“In not so many words, yeah. I didn’t say anything.”
“I hate this. I hate it so much. But I can’t tell him, not yet. The playoffs are coming up and he’ll be crushed, Cole. It’s bad enough that you know.”
“Don’t say that.” I touched my head to hers. “Don’t ever say that. I can handle it, okay?”
Sofia’s breath caught.
“Sofe…”
“Yeah, okay.”
I stole a chaste kiss. “Now about that list.”
“Actually, I thought of something.”
“You did? Let’s hear it then.”
She curled her fist into my sweater and moved her mouth to my ear. “Fool around at a party.”
“Seriously?” I pulled back to look at her. Because I needed to see her eyes, to read the expression on her face.
An uncertain smile tugged at her lips, but she nodded. “Take me upstairs, Cole.”
“Y-yeah?” I choked out.