He inclined his head
He inclined his head at my dress. “What’s the occasion?” “Homecoming,” I said, twirling. “Like?” “Last I heard, Homecoming requires a date.” “About that,” i hedged. “I’m sort of…going with Scott. We both figure a high-school dance is the last place Hank will be patrolling.” Patch smiled, but it was tight. “I take that back. … Read more