Aria stretched up to whisper in Tyler’s ear. “You know we don’t have to bring them on every date.” Tyler turned around so he was walking backward. “Guys. You’re outta—” She muffled his words with her hand over his mouth, laughing and shaking her head. He turned back around with his wicked grin, his eyes hidden behind sunglasses. She wanted to lift them and see his green eyes. She loved the color when he got mischievous. Tyler led them down concrete steps and soda sloshed over her fingers as she stretched to keep to his pace. He slowed down, matching her. “Rain Spin are killer.” Ethan had already shrugged off his movie T-shirt in favor of the band’s black logo T-shirt. His old shirt hung from his back pocket. Aria had picked the blue T-shirt with the rain-splatter artwork. “Yeah, love them.” Tyler’s hand tightened on hers. “Love me more?” His tone held confidence, a pout and a command. Shiver. Did he mean that? Was he playing? “Maybe. While you’re here.”
