"Like I said, you need to chill," she shrugged, hoping her little plan wasn't about to completely fall apart right now. That would be horrible. It had only just begun! "Is that a bad thing?" she arched an eyebrow at him.
"So, are you always this uptight, or is this because of me?" she looked up at him curiously. She had a feeling she knew the answer to that question already, but she wondered what he would say anyway.
Grace really, really hated that the age difference made everything different. She didn't think it should, it wasn't like he was in his thirties or something. She knew a girl back home that was seventeen, and dating a thirty-five yeat old. That was mega inappropriate, but four years? Seriously! When she was twenty, he'd be twenty-four, no one would be bitching about that, right? She didn't understand the issue.