“It’s Easter, I do not think the pool is open.” When I worked at the pool back home we were always closed the full Easter weekend.
“You lied to me!” Fire spitting from his voice stung the back of my neck like a bee sting. Devon spun me around grabbing my upper arms. In shock wide eyed my voice squeaked “What do you mean?”
With even more anger in his face Devon snapped back “I was worried sick, I thought you were dead in a ditch! I called the hospitals looking for you!”
“What about officially dating?” Devon took me in his arms and kissed me again, hard.