“Summer! Summer, what?” He asked, matching her tone. He grinned, to make it known that he was teasing.
“But I — I don’t know— how long should I wait before I call him? I don’t want to scare him off.” Summer twisted her hands together.
“Trust me, I doubt you could scare him off,” Stiles said, chuckling and shaking his head. “Seriously, Summer, just call the guy. Want me to just call him and tell him you’re interested? Maybe I should do that anyway,” he teased.
“No! Don’t do that, Stiles, please don’t do that.” She grabbed at his arm and shook it. “I’m pretty sure if he knows I’ll never see him again. He doesn’t like touch, so if I — so — besides. The last two times I was interested in someone it didn’t go so well.”