Chapter 22: Daisy

##Chapter 22: Daisy

Noah knocks on my bedroom door and pushes it open enough to stick his head inside. "Food's here."

"I'll be out in a minute," I say, not bothering to glance up from the book I'm reading. "I just need to finish up this section."

"Don't take too long or your burger will get cold." His stern voice has me glancing up with a grin on my face.

"Okay, Dad."

"No problem, honey. Just, whatever you do, don't call me daddy." Noah smirks. "That would be a scarring experience for both of us."

"Ewww! Gross!" I pick up a pillow from my bed and throw it at him. With a chuckle he slams the door closed.

It takes at least ten more minutes for me to highlight the passage I was reading. Even though I have a test coming up in sociology, it's not the reason I'm dragging my feet.

Carter.

I've been doing my best to avoid him since the incident at my aunt's house. Everything has changed between us and I don't have a firm handle on it yet. Before, when I'd see him, the attraction w