Anything He wants
Amy wished that she’d thought to grab a jacket before they left and hoped that her hair wasn’t the mangled mess that it felt like.
“So, where are we going exactly?” Amy shouted over the wind and the radio. She hadn’t been allowed to ask many questions and Kate wasn’t in the mood to give a lot of details. Amy felt the first tingles of anxiety pierce her midsection. She’d never been completely antisocial but she wasn’t really into large social gatherings either. Too many people left her feeling awkward and unsettled.
“Do you remember Parker?”
“Vaguely,” Amy said conjuring an image of a short, friendly guy with reddish hair and freckles. If she remembered correctly, he was kind of cute but not