He tried to be subtle, but I can tell. It was hard not to laugh when I said yes to a walk. The look on his face, trying to be cool guy and failing. And really, who asks a girl to take a walk? Are you asleep, Christina?” She rustled the covers. “Mmph.” “Okay, I'll talk anyway. So much to tell you, but no time, so you get a short version.” I pulled my bedspread over her and went back to the closet. “Since it's nice out I'm going for tank top and shorts. He suggested a walk to the park. Good idea, huh, cuz? We meet in half an hour at the Tavern parking lot, but I have to get this hair under control first. Maybe one long braid and a cap?” Christina mumbled in her half asleep. “You don't need to talk. I'm just airing, anyway.” I sat on the floor to tie my sneakers. “So, he's back. Still gorgeous guy, very proper at the Tavern. No touching, probably so I feel safe after all my suspicions.
