Posey continues to smirk. “And today, fellas . . . well, today is the day. Halsey Malachi Holmes is finally going to ask her out.” All the boys turn toward me. Their waiting faces ready as if I’m about to raise my pointer finger and proclaim that today is the day. Not going to fucking happen. I shake my head. “No, I’m not. And my middle name isn’t Malachi.”
