more than my resolve, and I yanked my hand
back and secured it on the bark again.
“ I ’ ve got an even better one, ” Torin said as he bounced up and down
on the ropes. I felt the small vibration of his movement echoed in the tree and
I just about lost what was left of my lunch again. “ Pretend I ’ m the girl he cheated with. ”
That
got my attention.
I
tried to recover my surprised expression, but he took notice.
“ He wasn ’ t that good anyway, ” Torin teased in a catty voice,
several octaves higher than his natural one. “ I just did it to make his girlfriend
jealous. ”
Seriously,
what is he trying to accomplish with this?
“ She ’ s all petite and quirky in a sort of
sexy way and goes to some Ivy League —”
“ It ’ s a Pac-12 —” I interjected.
Wait, did he just say quirkily sexy?
“— and I bet he ’ s only with her since they ’ ve been together since they were
like, what, twelve? ”
“ Thirteen, ” I corrected. I knew he was doing
this to get me mad, and I hated that it slightly worked. Maybe they used
brainwashing at this camp as one of their techniques. I wouldn ’ t put it past them. I really should
have done more research.
“ But if she ’ s really as important to him as she
thinks, then why is he here with me now? ”
“ Because it ’ s his internship. ”
“ It ’ s his job to go out every night and
hook up with random girls? ” Torin ’ s
voice resumed its low, natural tenor, like he wasn ’ t joking at all anymore.
“ What
makes you think he ’ s
doing that? ” I bit down hard on my lip, feeling like Torin knew something I didn ’ t, though I knew that couldn ’ t be the case. I hated the insecurity
that took hold of me and made me question the current status of my relationship
with Lance.
“ Does it make you angry to think that
it might be true? ”
“ Of course it does, ” I said, relaxing my grip. “ But at you and not him. Because he ’ s not cheating. I have his heart. ”
“ Well that sounds sweet and very young
love-ish and all, but he ’ s
a college guy in a city all the way across the country with no one holding him
accountable. In my book, that ’ s
the perfect recipe for cheating, and for getting away with it. And he doesn ’ t need to be in possession of his
heart to get into another girl ’ s
pants. Pretty sure that body part is not necessary. ”
I
grit my teeth until they hurt. “ Lance
wouldn ’ t
do that because he ’ s
committed to me. We ’ re
committed to each other. ” And he was all I had. I ’ d
proven before that even if he wasn ’ t
100% committed, I wasn ’ t
about to let go of him. That wasn ’ t
in my plan.
Torin
cupped his hand around his ear and leaned forward. “ What? I ’ m sorry, I couldn ’ t hear that. You ’ re going to need to come closer. ”
I
totally got what he was doing here and I wasn ’ t about to be manipulated by his
attempts at trickery. I instead chose to just raise my voice. “ He ’ s committed to me, ” I repeated.
“ You have to come closer. I ’ m having trouble hearing you. ”
“ You ’ re a colossal ass! ” I said, megaphoning my mouth,
knowing full well he had no trouble hearing that .
The other counselors back at camp probably heard it ringing clearly through the
trees like a siren whistling in the distance. It was the first time I ’ d ever called a guy that, and it
actually felt kind of good in a way that doing something wrong oddly makes you
feel good.
“ Maybe I am a colossal ass, but you ’ re the stubborn one. ” Torin walked two feet forward with
such confidence that you ’ d
think he were some species of monkey that grew up swinging between the
branches. “ So
tell me again how you know he ’ s
not cheating on you? ”
“ Because I trust him, ” I admitted. And I did, or at least I
needed to.
Torin
nodded. “ Meet
me halfway. ”
“ What? ” I whipped my head his direction and
the end of my ponytail bit my cheek.
“