Music in the Night (Logan 4)

many times before, we went out back to the gazebo.

Cary stood staring out toward the ocean while I

entertained May. Finally, he turned to me, his eyes

narrowed as if he were in pain.

"You go down a dirt road like that your first

date with a guy. It doesn't look nice. It makes you

look like . . . look like . . an easy target," he said. "I

just knew he was going to do that; I just knew it," he

claimed and turned back toward the sea.

"First, I'm not an easy target, Cary Logan. I

don't do what I don't want to do and we didn't do

anything wrong, for your information. Robert is a

complete gentleman."

"Ha," he said.

"You don't know him, Cary."

"You'll see," Cary predicted. "Tomorrow they'll

be chattering about you in the locker room and Royce

will be bragging about how easy you were." "He will not! And it's dreadful of you to say

that he would. You're just . . just jealous," I accused.

His shoulders stiffened and he turned, his face turning

pink.

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"You don't have a girlfriend and you don't go

out on dates, so--"

"So what?"

"So, you're jealous that I do."

"Dates," he said, curling up the right corner of

his mouth. "Some dates."

I realized that May had been reading my lips

and watching my face. She looked very confused. I