She could hear Tanner chuckle softly behind her. “You weren’t meant to see that.” Shooting Tanner a warning look, she smoothed her hair back over her shoulders.
“I’m not a kid. I know that you two kiss.” She wrinkled her nose. “And do other stuff.”
Van’s mouth dropped. “You are a kid,” she pointed out. “And what do you know about other stuff?”
“Emily Mayburn’s mom has a book. We’ve all seen it.” Zoe shrugged, as if it was no big deal.
“What kind of book?” Van asked, alarmed.
“Let’s hope it’s not the kind of books you read,” Tanner murmured. Van bit down a grin.
“The Girl’s Guide to Life. It’s about periods and stuff.” Zoe looked over her shoulder, as though she was afraid people were listening. “And babies.”
Tanner let out another laugh. This time Van spun around to glare at him. “Hey,” he said, lifting up his hands. “That was an embarrassed giggle.”
“You didn’t sound embarrassed,” Van told him, her eyes narrow. In fact, he looked like he was enjoying every minute.
“Um, can I go now?” Zoe asked. “How long until the movie starts?”
Tanner checked his watch. “Fifteen minutes until showtime.”
“Okay, I’m gone.” Zoe gave them one last glance. “Do you think you can stop the kissing thing. At least until my friends have left?”
Tanner gave Van a lopsided grin. “I’ll try,” he promised, looking back at Zoe. “But your sister needs a lot of kissing. She’s that kind of girl.”
Zoe rolled her eyes and ran down the stairs again, and Van let out a deep sigh.
“Why does s
he have to grow up?” she said, shaking her head. “Before we know it she’ll be getting her period and crying over boys.”
“She won’t cry over boys,” Tanner said, stepping up behind her and sliding his arms around her waist. “I’ll beat them up before they can hurt her.”
Van put her hands against her chest and pretended to swoon. “My hero.”
His lips curled against her neck. “I like to think so. Now let’s go put on a movie.”
It was almost ten o’clock by the time everything was closed up and they were ready to leave. Zoe had gone to her friend’s house for a sleepover. Van climbed into Tanner’s car and pulled the seatbelt across, watching as he walked across the grass after locking up the refreshment booth.
“So that went well.” He smiled at her. “Apart from the popcorn burning.”
“And the sound turning off halfway through.” Van shook her head.
“Oh, and don’t forget that kid throwing up after she ate too many hotdogs.” Tanner wrinkled his nose. “That’s something I could do without seeing ever again.”
Van grinned at him. “At least we know what’s inside a hotdog now.”
“Yeah. That’s enough to put me off them for life.” He turned the ignition key then looked at her, a soft smile playing at his lips.
“What?” she asked, loving the way he was looking at her.
“You want to come back to my place?” he asked her, his eyes dark. She swallowed hard, loving the way he was looking at her.
“You got the keys?” she asked eagerly.
“Yep.” He nodded. “I thought you’d want to be the first one over the threshold.”
“I’d be honored.”