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would be able to
answer that. Literally,” I explain. “Matt’s probably told me about his gun a
hundred times and all I can tell you is that it’s black with a brown thingy on
it.” I’m serious.
    He laughs a little before reaching across the middle part of
the seat to grab my hand. I freeze and stare at him. “What? Friends hold
hands!” he protests as I retrieve my hand.
    “Not us,” I tell him.
    He looks disappointed, and I feel really guilty, but all I
can think of is that he’d end up changing his mind and I’d be humiliated when
he pulled away. “Sorry,” I mumble.
    “It’s fine,” he says softly. “I knew you probably wouldn’t
let me.”
    I am a little irritated at him for doing it even though he
figured I wouldn’t like it. I’m also mad at myself for being so predictable.
    A silence fills the car and before long, I’m asking if he
has a radio. He gives me a look like “you must be joking.” I roll my eyes.
“Some cars don’t have radios, Brayden,” I inform him in a matter-of-fact voice.
    “Well, this one does, Anna,” he responds in kind, teasing
me.
    I wrinkle my nose at him, making him laugh, and reach
forward to tune to my favorite station. Now it’s his turn to wrinkle his nose. “Ugh,
you listen to this crap?” he asks, sticking his tongue out of the side of his
mouth.
    I giggle and stick my tongue out back at him.
    “Yes, I do. And now you do too.”
    He shakes his head but doesn’t change the station.
    As we drive out of town, I ask him why Zander goes to school
in my mother’s school district. It doesn’t make sense to me that they drive so
far to go to such a tiny school.
    “Actually, my sister-in-law was reading the newspaper and
saw an ad for the festival. I had nothing better to do so I joined them. Now
I’m glad I did.” He winks at me. I can feel myself blush as I stare out the
window. As soon as my cheeks cool off, I turn toward him and see that he’s
smirking. I ignore that and ask, “What grade is Zander in?”
    “He’s not in any grade, yet. He’s in kindergarten this year
and very proud of that. I’m sure you’ll hear all about it tonight; he’s been
asking about you,” Brayden informs me happily.
    My eyes widen. “He remembers me?”
    “Of course he does! You only gave him ‘the bestest monkey in
the whole wide world,’” he chuckles.
    I squeal. It’s too cute. I’m about to say something but we
pull into a driveway. The house is beautiful and looks fairly expensive. It’s
not a mansion but it’s definitely bigger than mine. “Come on, Mom’s dying to
meet you,” Brayden announces excitedly before jumping out. He beckons me with a
wave of his hand and I stumble my way to him.
    He takes my hand and this time I don’t even think of pulling
away. “Brayden?” I ask.
    “Yeah?” He smiles.
    “I hate you,” I grumble halfheartedly.
    A beautiful grin takes over his face as he looks down at me.
“I know.”
    I grip his hand tighter and tighter as we get closer to the
door. The inside of his house smells like potpourri with a hint of rose. It’s
incredible. Mixed in with that is the smell of dinner, which is amazing. The
warm atmosphere in the house hits me and I suddenly feel my nerves dissolve.
Apparently Brayden thinks I’m incapable of simple tasks because I suddenly feel
my jacket being taken off my body. I look at him curiously as he freezes and
swallows hard.
    Following his gaze, I look down and see that my neckline was
pulled down with the removal of my jacket, revealing a lot more cleavage than
usual. Blushing like a tomato, I’m sure, I yank the top up and rest my hand over
it. Brayden chuckles softly and hangs my jacket and scarf up. I kick my boots
off before walking on their spotless carpeted floors.
    He leads me to the kitchen, where I can already hear voices.
“Gamma, Gamma, Gamma! Toy pwane! Toy pwane!” I recognize Zander’s adorable
squeak before I see him running around everybody, his right hand up in the