“Ugh, delivery Mexican? No. Absolutely not.” He rolled out of bed, arms and legs everywhere, and straightened with a stretch. “You don’t want to go out to eat, that’s fine, but no on the delivery Mexican.” He made a yucky noise.
“You…want to go out with me?” He visibly hesitated and gazed over with wide eyes, genuinely pondering it over as he tried not to get distracted by his boyfriend’s body. “I’d like that.”
“Isaac,” Summer sighed. “It’s just lunch. We’re just going to nip out for a bite to eat and hang out outside the house a little.” He reached out at patted the werewolf’s shoulder. “You don’t have to make it something special every time, you know.”
“Why don’t I believe you?” she murmured, turning her back to him and pulling the embroidered robe more tightly around her. “Come on, Isaac. Get up.”
He grinned wickedly and sat upright enough to slide off of the bed, moving to reach for his own robe and wrap it tightly around his waist. “Do we have time to bathe, or are we on too much of a time restraint?”
“It would take the servants half an hour to bring enough water to fill a bath up here, let alone heat it.” Summer poked at the food on the tray; oat porridge and eggs and preserved fruits, sweet and thick with honey. Not for the mornings the delicate finger foods sent to tempt them last night; she held out a piece of bread heavy with bits of dried apple and nuts for Isaac.
“I can’t even explain how much I hate it when you make sense. Alright. Do you want to dress me up beforehand, or can I just go in my jeans and t-shirt and braid?”
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“I always make sense. Because you’re coming with me I suppose I can let you wear your jeans and t-shirt. As long as it’s a nice t-shirt.” She sighed softly.
It was not a nice t-shirt. It was faded from black, and the sparkles that spelled out ‘goddess. formerly princess’ had mostly come off in the wash. Summer’s mouth quirked at Erica’s sigh.
“I’ll change shirts and take my hair down. It won’t take more than a minute.”
“I can’t afford to fail the chemistry test, though. I fail this test, and I don’t get into AP Chem next year. Then I won’t get into the college I want, and my whole family is disappointed in me. Anyway, you’ll be the only person I know there … “
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“You won’t fail! You’ve been studying for ages and if you don’t take a break your brain will fry before the test. Come on, the fact that I’m the only person you’ll know is my point. You need to meet people.”
“I can’t even explain how much I hate it when you make sense. Alright. Do you want to dress me up beforehand, or can I just go in my jeans and t-shirt and braid?”
