pack of popular kids. Youâve dated half the girls from their herd. Pull the other one, buddy.â
âWhat?â Aaron put down his Frosty, Gilesâs angry tone making him uneasy. He wanted to argue heâd gone out with two girls, and both instances had been such disasters heâd quit dating full stop. But this confession invited a question as to why theyâd been so awful, so he only shook his head. âWhatever. Itâs over. Youâre right, college has to be better.â
Giles was pissed now for some reason. âWhat do you mean, whatever ? You telling me you didnât hang out with those guys or date those hookers, it was an optical illusion?â
Aaronâs stomach hollowed out. âWhy are you so mad at me?â
Giles deflated. âI donât know.â He let his hands slide to the sides of the wheel. âLetâs say in my experience, guys who hang out with your people, then seek me out are a particular class. I wouldnât have pegged you for that.â
âTheyâre not my people. I hung out with them because I was lonely. I went out with the girls because they asked me.â The last comment made Giles glance sideways at him, and Aaron had about had it with these weird looks. â What ?â
Giles said nothing for several minutes. Aaron ate, but the food was now ash in his mouth. He had the vague sense heâd fucked things up, but he couldnât figure out how.
Well, at least everything was normal.
Eventually Giles spoke. âMina says Iâm too harsh and judgmental. I decide who people are before I get the truth.â
The statement felt important, but Aaron couldnât unpack it. He ate his Frosty in silence.
Giles continued. âIn my defense, every time I donât do that, if I let my guard down, I get burned.â
Aaron still had no idea how this had anything to do with who heâd hung out with in high school. âOkay.â
Gilesâs gaze was heavy with meaning, but Aaron still didnât have a clue about what was going on.
Averting his gaze, Aaron stared at the road. âI try not to be in a situation where I have to guard at all. I hunker down.â
Gilesâs expression was softer now. âSo youâre a full-on shy boy. Huh. Would never have guessed. I figured you were bored with A-H, or pissed at it.â
Aaron frowned at his food. âIâm not.â
âIâm starting to understand that.â
Giles turned onto an access road. Aaron held on to the door with one hand and tried to stabilize his food with the other as the car went over some serious ruts. âWhere are we going?â
âSide way into Hickey Lake.â
Aaron grinned. âSeriously? I always wanted to check that place out.â
âWell, now you can. This isnât the main recreation area, but itâs got a nice view. Also no one will come down this road.â
Aaron braced himself against another rut. âIâm not entirely convinced this is a road.â
Giles shot him a quick glance and a grin. âYou seem to be doing better. Food helping?â
â Company more than anything. â He hadnât meant to say that out loud. âSorry. When Iâm drunk, I talk too much.â
âAlcoholic truth serum? Yeah. Probably why I donât drink often. That and nowhere to drink. And no way to get it.â
âI think I drink for the wrong reasons. Usually itâs like tonight, when I want to shut the world off.â
âHappen often?â
âI canât think of a time I didnât want to shut the world off.â Except for right now. He shoved his mouth full of fries, really stuffed it so he couldnât speak. When heâd swallowed and made sure he had his sappy self muzzled, he continued. âColton tries to get me out every weekend, but I can only take so much of him.â
Giles laughed, a tinkling nasal cascade. Aaron loved the sound. He finished