“Asher, what happened yesterday?”
The ground moved from under me. “What do you mean?” I choked out. “Nothing happened.”
But I saw it in her eyes.
Mya knew.
Maybe she didn’t know everything, but she knew enough.
She knew I was lying.
Glancing back at the house, Mya’s lips pulled into a flat line. “I can’t talk right now. But I could... come over later?”
“Yeah?” My chest almost burst.
“Well, your home movie theater is pretty awesome.”
“Oh it’s like that, huh?”
“How else would it be?”
Was she flirting with me? Because it felt a hella lot like she was. I fought a grin.
“Pick you up at six?”
“I can make my own way there.”
“Okay.” I didn’t want to push her, not yet. “Should I invite the others?” I asked.
“Won’t they be busy? It’s Saturday, the night of dates and dreams and all those other things regular couples do.”
“So it’ll just be the two of us?” I clarified because my mind was spinning in a hundred different directions.
“Asher?” she said, her silky voice grounding me.
“Yeah, Hernandez?” I couldn’t keep the smile off my face.
“I’ll see you later.”
Slowly backing away, I kept my eyes on her. Mya was beautiful. The dark wash denim overalls molded to her curves. The black tee underneath highlighting the tone of her skin. Everything about Mya drew me in. She was fierce and unapologetic and completely herself.
And I wanted to know her.
All of her.
“Don’t be late,” I mouthed and she chuckled, waiting until I was on the sidewalk.
“Oh, and Asher?” she called out.
“Yeah?”
“Don’t get any ideas about what this is.”
“You mean a movie with a friend?” I smirked. “As if I could forget.”
This time felt different though. She might have wanted to play it down as nothing more than friends hanging out but there was a sparkle in her eyes I hadn’t seen before.
A sparkle I suddenly wanted to see all the damn time.