Dani Swift rubbed her eyes and glanced at the clock. Not late, but she’d been staring at the book for hours and wasn’t sure that she was actually retaining any information at all. She stretched her arms out above her head and flexed her spine. This seemed to rouse Tom from a pizza induced coma.
“You do realize that there is precisely zero chance of us actually going to school tomorrow,” he said.
“Spoken like someone carrying a C average.”
“C is average! It’s fine.”
“I already got accepted to Ship?”
“Ship is just Walnut Hills, the sequel.”
Tomy sighed. This particular conversation was a lost cause. He was supposed to be studying, too, and he was a little frustrated that their study session had, in fact, ended up involving actual studying. He looked over at Dani and the only thing that he was interested in studying was her.
Dani looked out the window, and even with the pole light, she couldn’t see a thing. It was almost like watching static on a television screen. Tom was right, they weren’t going anywhere tomorrow. Actually, she was pretty sure that they weren’t going anywhere tonight. She closed her book and looked at Tom.
“Okay. I’m just about studied out, anyhow.”
“That’s more like it.”
“So what do you want to do?”
He smiled at her at started rubbing the back of her neck. She closed her eyes and he leaned in for a kiss. He got a faceful of palm.
“Yeah, that’s not going to happen. For one thing, my father will probably walk in the door about four seconds after you get your pants off, and he will tear you into small little pieces.”
“Hey, I’m not scared of your Dad.”
“That’s because you’re not very bright.”
She grinned at him and he grinned back, in spite of himself. She wasn’t what you would call beautiful, not like a model or anything, but with her red hair in a ponytail and her freckles and her dimples so was just so damn cute.
He leaned back in his chair. While watching her studying was by no means a bad way to spend an evening, he was getting a little bored. He’d tried studying but that was actually worse.