Matthew talked the entire way back to Aglionby Academy and he was not at all bothered by Ronan’s tense silence. Ronan paid no attention to Matthew, and barely any to driving, as he puzzled over Adam Parrish. It was a nice name and suited the slender boy in the faded T-shirt. Adam. Ronan wanted to say the name out loud and taste it in his mouth. Parrish. Adam Parrish. Adam…
“So Adam seems nice, right?”
Ronan jumped in his seat and about jerked the car off the road.
“What?” he asked, voice gruff.
“I said,” Matthew sang out, “Adam seems nice, right???”
“Yes,” Ronan admitted. “But you already knew that, didn’t you? That was your whole ploy, finding me ‘something nice.’”
Matthew hummed happily, sticking his hand out the car window and weaving it through the air.
“Adam is not something,” Ronan added, just so he could finally say Adam’s name out loud.
“Duh!” Matthew responded. “But if I had said ‘Hey Ronan there’s this really cute guy you should meet’ you never would have come with me.”
Ronan shrugged because it was true. “I just never figured you for the sneaky type,” Ronan commented. “Don’t start taking after Declan. Declan lies.”
“I wish you guys would just make up already,” Matthew whined.
“The night I met Alan I was so into him it wasn’t until I woke up in his bed the next morning that I even remembered I already had a boyfriend. Love is dirty baby. Sometimes its downright filthy.”
I dare you to tell me you don’t want to be Mackenzie Davis in this particular moment.