Bittersweet by Sarah Ockler

Author:Sarah Ockler [Ockler, Sarah]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
ISBN: 9781442430358
Google: KF-xc2poUCkC
Amazon: 1442430354
Publisher: Simon Pulse
Published: 2012-01-03T10:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fourteen

Cupcakes with Benefits

Vanilla cupcakes topped with whipped peanut butter cream cheese icing, milk chocolate chips, crushed pretzels, and a drizzle of warm caramel

“But you have to find a way to come to Toronto,” Dani says. “My parents finally caved and said I could bring you. We’ll have a suite overlooking the city and everything.”

“Don’t rub it in.” I flip the mixer on high and dump in a pile of shaved chocolate, batter churning into a clumpy mess. First time in history I get not one, but two invites for New Year’s, and Mom decides it’s the perfect night to pimp herself out to the local business community. “I’m rockin’ the couch with Bug and Dick Clark.”

Dani pouts and stamps her foot, kindergarten-style. “What about Mrs. Ferris?”

“Mom doesn’t want to impose. Besides, I dropped a small fortune at the gas company this morning. No way I can cover her New Year’s rates—she’s a total extortionist.” I pour another cup of milk into the cupcake bowl and scrape the sides with a rubber spatula, beaters growling against the paste.

“This is so not fair.”

“No kidding. What am I supposed to tell Will about our date? I haven’t even …” Perfect. So not how I wanted to tell her about me and Will, especially after canceling Christmas brunch on her yesterday. I flip off the mixer and tip the beaters upright. “Will asked me out for New Year’s. But it doesn’t matter, because I can’t go.”

Dani’s eyebrows shoot up under her corkscrew bangs. She’s gawking at me like I just pulled a cupcake out of … well … somewhere cupcakes aren’t supposed to come out of.

“Smoke break. Let’s go.” She grabs my arm and stomps across the kitchen, dragging me out through the back door.

“When did this happen?” she demands once we’re outside. “How?”

I lean back on the wall and rub my arms so the cold won’t stick. “At his house on Friday.”

“Ah, you mean the private tutoring session formerly known as ladies’ night?”

I shrug. “We were working on his essay and goofing around, and then … well … he kissed me. Like, for real kissed me. And then he asked me to dinner and Amir’s party.”

“He kissed you, and you didn’t tell me? That’s totally withholding information!” Her mouth hangs open, breath freezing white around the gaping hole.

“Relax, Detective Bozeman.” I laugh, but it comes out kind of jagged on account of I’m shivering my ass off in my supershort Hurley Girl getup. “This week was crazy with work and Christmas and everything—”

“You couldn’t call me?” Dani folds her arms over her chest. “Or tell me about it any of the five million times I saw you at work?”

“It was only six days ago! I didn’t want to get into it on the phone. And Trick and Mom are always around here, and we haven’t really hung out alone since—”

“Don’t remind me. Know who I spent ladies’ night with? Frankie Torres. Who is not a lady. And the Friday before that, we ditched plans to go to the game.

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