Sophia squeaked when he slapped her and then smirked back at him. She heard them say P.J. and remembered that he was the one friend that Mary Catherine didn’t like, so she was immediately weary of him. She slipped her arm around Gabe’s waist too.
“Hey Gabe…?” she whispered. “What if they don’t like me?”
“They will,” He kissed her cheek and led her down to the house. “I know they will.”
“I’m going across the hall to change, hurry up,” He threw his bag over his shoulder, then grabbed a pair of boots out of...
“Well I don’t. But fine. Leave me to change”