Hours later, I’ve eaten way too many tacos, watched a rom-com double feature with candy popcorn, laughed so hard with my sisters my sides ached, and now I’m laying in bed in Hallie’s guest room. We opted for a sleepover, so Hannah is sound asleep next to me, but I’m whirling with energy. I’m trying to force myself to go to sleep when my phone buzzes. When I see Jordan’s name, my stomach does a long, slow roll.
Yeah, I’m pretty sure I’m in trouble.
Jordan
[picture of a plate of chicken fingers]
The chicken fingers at Ben and Jeremy’s bar used to be my favorite, but I think your food truck ruined me. Every chicken finger is now inferior.
Me
Listen, I told you they were the best.
Jordan
When you’re right, you’re right. How was girls’ night? Did you kiss all the babies?
Me
I kissed them so many times I think their first words were almost “get the fuck away from me.” Worth it though. I missed them. Then I ate like thirty tacos, and we did a rom-com double feature with candy popcorn.
Jordan
I’m not sure how I feel about you doing movie night with candy popcorn with someone who isn’t me.
Me
Sorry, J. Movie nights with candy popcorn have been an Evans sister tradition since long before you and I were summer besties.
Jordan
Just besties.
Me
Huh?
Jordan
Not summer besties. All the time besties.
Me
I will banish the term summer besties from my vocabulary.
Jordan
Damn right you will.
Me
How are you doing? How was today? I didn’t want to text earlier and interrupt you, but you should know I’ve been thinking about you.
Jordan
You can always text me. You could never be an interruption.
Jordan
