10: Boyfriend

I held onto him like he instructed, and he drove me for all the minutes that took us home. Because of his speed and his manoeuvring on the road, we arrived in sixteen minutes. The gates of my house opened to us, and we drove in. I hugged him, told him the second thank you, and then invited him inside, which I had never done since we had been friends in secondary school. We always parted ways at the gates, and he had never entered before, so it was the first.

Jordan stayed silent, obviously weighing his options and having the same thoughts as me. Finally, he nodded.

If I had seen ahead, I would have prevented the embarrassment that waited for me on the inside by not inviting Jordan in somehow. I didn’t expect it, so I couldn’t prevent it.

“There is my favourite grandbaby.” I heard the voice of Augusta Biggs, my grandmother, squealing from the dining area as I stepped into the living room with Jordan.

I halted, surprised at their presence, then remembered that Lyon had spoken about h