It was him. Just knowing that we were going to spend the afternoon together was enough to make me sing in the shower, nothing to do with looking for a...car at all. I can see that now, but maybe then I was happy to delude myself. We had seen, or at least spoken to, each other practically every day anyway since the funeral and when I wasn’t with him, I was looking forward to seeing him. We’d almost become best friends, which wasn’t really serving my purpose – yes, okay, my ulterior motive, if you. "You really think I have a pretty ass?"Vernon roared with laughter. A few people in close proximity lookedover and saw the tall black man and me with our arms around eachother, our gazes fixed. I noticed them, in my peripheral vision . IfVernon saw them, he made no indication."With your long hair and those tight jeans, that pretty little whiteass of yours could get you into all sorts of trouble." Then hepaused. "Or fun, dependin' on how you look at things."I nodded my understanding."Was. The night before we had set it up with two twin beds against one wall, and then two student desks complete with computers, and then one large dresser. The place looked ‘Teenager’ and well lived in, but towards the neat end of the spectrum. Both desks showed they were in active service.Marjorie was surprised that we’d outfitted the room so well for the two teens, including the beds and computers. I stressed how welcome Misty was in our family.I commented that I thought that Misty already had. She took him inside her room and locked it. I was seeing from the small window. They were practising. While practising, aftab just grabbed my sister from back and gugged her grabbing her stomach.Ananya – oye ye kya ho ra hai ladke.Aftab – kuch nhi ji bs dance ka ekk part hai ( flirty way m)She – achcha ji..Ye konsa part hai ( usko chidate hue )He – bs mai bol rha hu na haiShe – achcha thik hai pr ab choro to shi mekoHe – nhi ese nhi chorungaShe – achcha to kese chorugeHe – dekhna chahogi?She –.