Say Yes Summer by Lindsey Roth Culli

Author:Lindsey Roth Culli [Culli, Lindsey Roth]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9780399552311
Publisher: Random House Children's Books
Published: 2020-05-12T00:00:00+00:00

Up until this moment I have kissed exactly one other person—Charlie Patterson, who pecked me on the lips during a particularly mortifying round of Seven Minutes in Heaven at Ruoxi’s birthday party in fifth grade. “Just get it over with,” I told him, and he did, then spent the remaining six minutes and forty-five seconds showing me his Pokémon cards, which is not a euphemism.

Anyway. This is…not like that.

My damp palms land on his shoulders, Clayton cradling my head in one big hand as my body melts into his. His mouth searches mine, tentatively at first and then more firmly; I can feel his eyelashes brushing against my cheeks. The angle is kind of weird, honestly, both of us leaning across the center console and my spine twisting uncomfortably, but none of that matters because I am kissing Clayton Carville.

I. Am. Kissing. Clayton. Carville.

I keep waiting for my brain to quiet down, the whole universe narrowing to this moment like it always does for girls in books and fan fiction, but instead my mind is racing: Am I doing this right? Is my breath okay? What’s going to happen when we leave for college in six weeks? In the back of my mind it occurs to me to wonder about condoms, which even through my haze of lust I recognize as a completely ridiculous thought. After all, it’s not like I’m about to have sex with Clayton in his car on the street in front of my house.

But, like, eventually I might have sex with Clayton!

That is officially a thing that has entered the realm of possibility!

That’s when my parents’ front porch light flicks on.

“Oh, shoot,” I say, pulling away dazedly, blinking. All at once it occurs to me that I never actually told anybody where I was going this morning. This could be sort of bad. “Okay. Um. I think I’ve got to go.”

Clayton nods. “Okay,” he says immediately, wiping the corner of his mouth with one thumb, then smiling a little. “I’ll text you.”

“Okay. Um. Bye!” I scramble out of the SUV, opening the door to the backseat to grab my DiPasquale’s hoodie before slamming it shut again and booking it up the front walk. It’s not until I’m digging my keys out of my purse that I even register the contents of the mini-mart bag that was sitting on the seat beside my sweatshirt—a tube of Sour Cream and Onion Pringles.

The green kind. The ones Bethany asked for.

I freeze for a moment, then whirl in the direction of the SUV just in time to watch its taillights disappear around the corner. Come over, she told him, like a spoiled queen summoning a courtier. But he can’t possibly be headed…after we just…

Right?

I’m still standing on the steps trying to put a coherent thought together when my mom wrenches open the front door. “Where the hell have you been?” she demands.

I blink. She’s never sworn at me in my life before, not ever. She looks terrible, her eyes red-rimmed and her dark hair a mess like she’s been yanking at it.

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