#Chapter11

Sleepover

Nora

Matthew ordered pizza and pop since we didn’t have time to eat at the engagement party. He turned his living room into a campsite with blankets and pillows, putting a fake fireplace on the TV. The food and drinks arrived, and we sat on the rug while eating.

“Have you ever gone camping?” Matthew asked me.

“Nope, my parents weren’t the outdoor types. I didn’t even go to an apple orchard until college.” I took a bite of pizza.

“Next weekend, I’ll take you up to the family cabin.”

I stopped mid-bite. “Alone?”

“Yeah. Is there a problem?”

“Considering I’ve never stayed alone with a guy, I...