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of years younger than Wesley. “I think you should talk to her again.”

“Should I ask her if she has a boyfriend?” He perked up at the thought.

“Maybe not right away.” I watched his profile, his attention straight ahead, his mind working. “Let’s come up with a plan. A courtship.”

“To be my girlfriend?”

I shrugged, wondering what a relationship with Wesley would look like. “Is that what you want, a girlfriend?”

He nodded. “My brother says girlfriends are the BEST.”

I’m sure he did. I tried not to chase down the question, a little fearful that I might start pumping Wesley for information about Cash. This was, out of our four visits together, the first time he had mentioned him. “They can be nice,” I said carefully. “If you find the right one.”

“Becky is the right one,” he said emphatically. “I am in LOVE with her.”

Likely. The girl nodded her head along with whatever she was listening to.

“Let’s start with baby steps,” I suggested. “Why don’t you…” I looked around. The campus was, as much as I hated to admit it, gorgeous. We sat in the shade of a large oak tree, with a view of the basketball courts and open law. Azalea bushes bordered the area, and a nature trail off to the right would take us past the pool, koi pond, and the tennis court. “There.” I pointed at a bed of daisies that surrounded the fountain. “Pick her some flowers and take them to her. Introduce yourself and give them to her.”

“No.” He blushed and covered his face with his hand. “Too embarrassing.”

“It’s not embarrassing.” I tugged at his arm. “It’s easy.” This coming from a woman who was secretly spending time with her crush’s younger brother because she didn’t have the courage to apologize to him. “Just say ‘Hi, I’m Wesley. I brought you some flowers.”

“And then?” He peeked at me through a crack in his fingers.

“And then see what she says. And if you run out of things to say, you just say. “Okay, have a nice day. I’ll see you soon.”

His hands fell away from his face and he repeated the end phrase, the words thicker and slower but would do the job nicely. He was a cute kid, blessed with some lethal genes, even if he did have an extra chromosome.

“Want me to help you pick the flowers?”

He pushed to his feet. “I can do it.”

I crossed my feet at the ankle and watched as he marched over to the bed of bright white daisies and carefully unearthed a few, their roots still attached as he gathered them in his palm and then looked at me. I gestured him forward and held my breath, watching as he stopped beside her and waved. She looked up, then pulled her headphones off, taking her crown along with it.

I couldn’t see her face but could see the big smile that took over his. And when he knelt to one knee and presented her with the flowers—my heart bloomed with hope for the two of them. It was so sweet; the moment made even more so when he stood, lifted both hands in the air and cheered his entire way back to me. She turned to watch him and clapped both hands in the air above her head, and there was a moment when I envied their unabashed celebration. The real world would tear them to shreds but at that moment—I almost believed in love.

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#redcarpetready

The MTV Movie Awards was the first thing I was a diva about. I wanted a ticket to the actual event, and I wanted to be seated somewhere near Cash. I told Vidal that I needed to talk to him, to smooth things over after our failed date and that video where I picked him apart. I insinuated that I wanted to apologize to him, and Vidal picked up the football and carried it all the way to the goal line.

I don’t