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planner, sweetheart. Pencil me in to pick you up three Saturdays from now.
drags out. “What’s up with the preplanning?”
night. Let me know the color of your dress, so we can do all that matchy-matchy
me?” She scowls in my direction. “You can’t just tell me I’m going to
prom with you.” She throws her arms up, her voice turning all dramatic, like
the boring romance movies she forces me to watch. “You didn’t even ask!”
for me to ask. You’re going to prom with me.”
“What if I
don’t want to go with you? You didn’t even give me a promposal!”
shit. You won’t find a better date. Not to mention, I’m the only guy in this
school who won’t try to weasel his inexperienced dick into your virginal
panties.” He raises his brows. “If you want a promposal, I’ll get one of those
banners that fly in the sky or some shit.”
romantic.” She crosses her arms, pouting her glossy pink lips. “Have you ever
thought that I don’t want my panties to stay virginal? Maybe I want to
change that on prom night.”
you’ve lost your goddamn mind.” I clear my throat, and my voice grows deeper.
“You’re my date. Your panties will remain untouched.” I jerk my thumb toward
her planner in the backseat. “Put it in there, circle it with a red marker, and
“What about Leanne, the girl you’ve already asked to prom?”
fucking forgot about Leanne. “She can either be your sister-date or kick rocks.”
“I am not
having a sister-date,” she shrieks.
she’ll be kicking rocks then. I’ll bribe her to go with someone else.”
believe I speak to you.”
Prom.” I lean over and kiss her cheek before turning on the car. “My mom is
making tacos tonight. You coming over for dinner?”
but I’m only coming for her and the tacos.”