Sinful cravings for my hockey step brother
She was practically vibrating with excitement, waving a neon-colored flyer in my face.
“We are throwing a beach party this weekend, and you are absolutely not allowed to say no,” Emily declared, slamming her locker door shut. “Josh is funding the entire thing. He bought way too many snacks and drinks, and he’s even renting out one of those huge sound systems. It’s going to be massive.”
“A beach party?” I managed to say, keeping my voice light and cheerful. “Sounds fun.”
“It’s going to be more than fun, it’s going to be legendary,” Kevin said, suddenly appearing right next to us and putting his hand around my shoulder. I guess he was already informed about the news.