Fallon
"So, Canon Beach hmm?" Mom's eyes penetrated through to my guilty little soul. Because for the past few days, I'd convinced both parents that Zane's visits meant nothing.
Right. Dinner with my parents five nights in a row.
Nothing.
Coffee with my mom because he just happened to be hanging out in the neighborhood and noticed she was out of creamer?
Nothing.
Nothing at all.
"Yup." I blew out an exasperated breath. She was still staring at me, her eyes boring into my body like she was trying to create little holes through my skin. Finally, I turned around. "Just say it."
"What?" She couldn't lie to save her life.
"Whatever it is you have to say." I checked my phone. "He's picking me up in five minutes."
"He's been over a lot." Her casual tone wasn't fooling me, not one bit. "Are you sure this is still a friendship?"
"Of course." I rolled my eyes. "Mom, he's a rockstar."
"That rockstar offered to go hunting with your dad."