“Fine then,” Sebastian quipped, turning back to him. “Play something loud on the radio while I make out with my high school boyfriend. Just make sure you keep your eyes on the road so you don’t catch me sticking my hand down his pants.” Henry laughed loudly, and my eyes widened in shock, heat rushing to my face. It was clearly a joke, but the casual use of the word “boyfriend” made my heart skip, butterflies erupting in my stomach.
