I kissed Sarah one more time on the lips, sighed, then got out of bed to get dressed. While I was getting dressed, I started to think about Chris and ...hat I should say to him. My mind was blank, I couldn’t think of a lie to tell him. By the time I finished dressing I decided to just tell him what happened. I knew that Sarah thought that I was clueless to what Chris felt about me. I always thought he made it a little to obvious. Now don’t get me wrong I did care about Chris, but not the same way. “No, Pete, let her ask her question,” Kara said primly. “The one she really wants to ask.”Melanie looked at me and I just shrugged. I wondered what Kara’s game was here. I was sure there was one. And I was pretty sure Melanie was about to get her comeuppance.“Would you be willing to swap boyfriends for the evening?”Pete looked shocked, but I looked at him and told him with my eyes to wait for this to play out.Kara smiled, “Yes, Melanie. On one condition.”“Really?” Melanie squealed. “What. ” He paused before turning back and then smiled for dramatic effect. “Frigid with a 100% chance of jealousy.”Now, I know a lot of jackasses, but Jeremy had just entered into the royal family of them. “No, actually,” I said, putting the paper back casually, “it’s raining dip shits with cheesy lines.” It was so very satisfying to see his face fall. We hardly ever spoke, but if he wanted to play this game, then he was going to lose.“Kiss my ass, Chelsea,” he bit out before taking a sip of his. He heard Chelsea upstairs so he decided to leave her alone. His mother and aunt were in the kitchen; both looked sick, probably hung over. He walked in, “Well how’re my girls this fine afternoon?”Patty, Patricia Lanter, his widowed aunt groaned, “Please stop shouting.”He hadn’t been shouting. He looked at his mother, “Well Mrs. Stewart how about you?”“Not now, not this early in the day.”He had his answers. They weren’t his concern, “Seen Chelsea?”His mom, head in her hands, muttered,.