Bad idea. I glanced at Calder, hoping he’d give me an out of some kind, but he just grinned, enjoying this way too much. Deceiving Steve was one thing, but the Eulers were good people. They didn’t need to get unwittingly roped into my fake homecoming plot.
“I’m not sure I’m hungry,” I hedged.
“Liar.” Calder chuckled and bumped my shoulder. “We all know you can’t wait to get alone, but you can do dinner.”
His father went distinctly pink at the mention of Arthur and I being alone, and my sputtering noise wasn’t much better.
“We’ll be there.” Arthur linked arms with me as if I might be about to flee into the crowd. Which, honestly, might be the better option than dinner with the Eulers, but I still nodded. He stretched like he was going to kiss my cheek, but instead whispered in my ear, “Trust me.”
The absolute worst thing was that I might not have a choice.
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