Since Lexi was in on the whole thing, she, of course, insisted on more information about what was going on between Brent and me, but I didn’t know what else to tell her. Before last Friday, he didn’t even know me. While it feels like we’ve known each other longer, I can’t help but remind myself that this could be more along the lines of summer fun. Lexi tries to keep my negative thoughts away by reminding me that Brent literally went out of his way to come and see me last Sunday. Since then, he’s called me every day. Who does that? Lexi’s right. I’m psyching myself out by obsessing a little too much. However, our phone conversation on Thursday night makes me feel a little anxious.“So, you’re still up for tomorrow, right? No plans?” he asks.“No. I already told you that I’m pretty boring on the weekends.”“Well, I guess we’ll have to change that.”“Oh, really?” I joke.“Yeah.”“What did you have in mind, Mr. Cruise Director?”“Nuh-uh, I’m not telling you.”“Why not?”
