Betrayed by Melinda Metz

Betrayed by Melinda Metz

Author:Melinda Metz [Metz, Melinda]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: YA
Published: 2011-03-04T17:41:19+00:00


―Um?‖ Yana repeated, raising an eyebrow.

―Um.‖ Anthony‘s brain stalled again. It was like being back in Bluebird English class. ―I was thinking about us.‖ Did he actually say that? He started tapping the heel of one foot up and down, making his whole leg jerk. How could he have used the word us like that? His whole point was that there wasn‘t an us. ―About you and me,‖ he corrected himself. ―Do you? You don‘t—you‘re not, uh, serious, are you? Serious about. . . .‖ He didn‘t want to say another us, so he gestured back and forth between them.

Yana laughed. ―Get over yourself, Fascinelli. I definitely haven‘t decided that I can‘t live without you.‖

―Good,‖ Anthony blurted. Didn’t have to sound quite so relieved, he told himself.

Yana swung into the Taquito parking lot and sped around to the end of the drive-through line. ―I like hanging with you. That‘s it. Your basic fun.‖ She pulled up to the speaker and ordered without asking Anthony what he wanted, then turned back around to 115

face him. ―So, feel better?‖ With one finger she traced a line along his leg.

―Better. Yeah,‖ Anthony choked out as Yana began tracing little circles on the inside of his leg, just above his knee.

Someone blasted a car horn behind them, and Yana drove up to the window, paid for their food, then found a parking spot in the corner under the shade of a big tree. The branches brushed against the windshield and front windows, making kind of a cave.

Yana thrust the bag of food at Anthony. It was hot in his hands, but not anywhere near as hot as that spot on his leg Yana had been working on with her finger. Anthony set the bag on the floor. He had no interest in food right now. All he wanted was to feel her hands on him again.

―Oh, Rae‘s dad called me last night,‖ Yana said.

Anthony felt like he‘d spilled his entire Dr.

Pepper on his lap, including the crushed ice. But Yana was still holding the bag with the drinks.

―Rae‘s dad?‖ he repeated, trying to sound like he hadn‘t just gone from scalding to freezing.

―Yeah. Rae‘s birthday is this weekend,‖ Yana told him. ―Her dad wants you and me to meet them at some restaurant, do the cake-and-candles thing. I told him we would.‖

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