I thought I’d take Christopher although I hadn’t gotten around to actually asking him. But things changed, and then we moved. Now my cousins are all gonna rag on me when I show up sans date because they’re immature like that. Some of them anyway.” Dacen frowns and chews the side of his lip. “I guess I could call Christopher. I’m sure he’d be up for a visit, and I could still invite him.” Oh. Fuck. No. You won’t.
