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“My mom would love you,” Quentin scoffed and let his eyes drift away from Kyle’s face to make some attempt at hiding the stupid grin on his face. “I might have glorified you a bit when I was telling her about you but what’s the harm in that? She’s working anyway. Have the house to ourselves for the rest of the evening.” He sent the other a suggestive look.
“You told your mom about me? No way.” He sat up a little more, grinning to himself, eyes glancing over at the clock. The class seemed to drag on, when all he wanted was for the class to be over so they could leave. “Yeah. I think I’ll take your invitation then… for the rest of the evening though? Guess that means we aren’t coming back to school.” And for once, that was alright with him. Angry dad or not.
