Then Archie was in the door with ice cream pints and spoons. “What are we watching and what am I eating?”
When we told him, his expression grew fierce and he glared at Jake. “You can’t make her watch that. The dog dies.”
“We know,” Jake said. “We’re going to skip forward.”
It took us a minute to sort ourselves out. Somehow, we ended up all four on the bed, with Archie and Jake on either side of me and Coop sprawled on his stomach, head pillowed on my legs. It might have made more sense to watch in the living room, but the guys were happy here.
Still, they skipped it forward and we watched all of it.
Every awesome moment where the hero extracted revenge for his dog.
Jake was right.
I loved it.
And it was kind of nice being in a pile with them, too. At some point Archie leaned his head on my shoulder and my head was on Jake’s.
Oh, and the ice cream? I ate the whole pint.
They were definitely trying to kill me.
It was late by the time the second movie ended and I was yawning my head off. They helped me clean up, and headed for the door, but Archie and Jake were both lingering until Coop shooed them outside.
“Lock the door, Frankie,” he told me. But Archie paused and glanced at his watch.
“Your mom isn’t here…”
“Yeah I know,” I said with a shrug. She’d probably texted or something. I’d stopped looking at my phone during the movie. “She’s probably working late.” Or on a date, but I didn’t say that.
Archie frowned.
“It’s all good. Night guys.”
It was only after my teeth were brushed and I was back in bed hugging a pillow that smelled like Jake that it hit me. Coop and I never did our homework. Neither did Jake and I, and Archie and I didn’t go over government. It was just hanging out, cuddling, and movies.
My phone buzzed and it was Jake.
Jake:Tonight wasn’t a date, but a lot of fun. I do want to take you out—just you and me. Say yes? We’ll make time.
Just you and me. That was what Coop said. He wanted me to himself for a while.
Bubba wanted to take me to homecoming.
Jake wanted to take me out.
And Archie? He hadn’t said.
I swallowed. Was I dating my best friends?
Oh crap.
Couldyou date your best friends?
Or three of them?
Wait, I was dating the three of them and Mathieu?
Nervous, I sent to JakeEven if I’m still going out with Mathieu—well, sorta—and Bubba wants to take me to homecoming?