The fact that his hands were stuffed into his pockets didn't escape her, and she heaved an internal sigh of relief. She obviously wasn't going to have to hold his hand, which was good, because it would give her more time to figure out how she felt about holding his hand.
She hadn't forgotten the stupid promise she'd made him, but she wasn't going to bring it up yet, not unless he did. She figured she wouldn't have to worry about that until they were parting ways to go to their separate rooms.
"Yeah, I'm ready," she said, just a hint of shyness in her voice. She gestured with her chin towards the door, and half turned, waiting to see if he moved with her before she began walking to the door.
Evie couldn't understand why people put themselves through this - it was so nerve wracking! She had no idea what she was doing, how she was supposed to act, what she was supposed to say. things had been so much easier when they were just friends, and she wished it was that easy again. The niggling thought that perhaps she just liked girls better was bothering her, lingering in the back of her mind, refusing to be pushed back into oblivion.
She licked her dry lips, then reached into her pocket and brought out her tube of Lisa Turpin's confidence lip gloss. Smoothing some on her lips, she waited for it to take effect.