I rolled my eyes, but I couldn’t stay mad at him, especially since part of me loved how dirty I felt walking around like this.
“I have a serious question,” I said as we watched two seniors destroy their pumpkin pies. “What are you doing for Thanksgiving?”
“I imagine I’ll be eating turkey somewhere,” he said casually.
“Do you…want to come to my place for the weekend? Since your uncle doesn’t celebrate and all. Not that you have to,” I added quickly.
“Sunshine, I’ve spent every Thanksgiving with your family for the past eight years.”
“I know, but Josh isn’t here this year, and I didn’t want to assume. I mean, meeting the dad…”
Alex’s eyes gleamed with laughter. “I’ve already met your dad.”
“Right. But…” I faltered. “I guess it doesn’t matter. We can’t tell him we’re dating until we tell Josh, but would it be suspicious if we show up together? Parents have a weird lie-detecting radar. What if he—”
“Ava.” He placed his hands on my shoulders. “Do you want me to spend Thanksgiving with you?”
“Then that’s what I’m doing. Don’t overthink it.”
“Says the King of Overthinking,” I muttered, but I was smiling.