It was Friday before Christmas and Kent had gone to the apartments to spend it with Hannah. Merritt and Emma would join them later, but they had opted for dinner out.
They were sitting in the common area when the outside door buzzed and Devon and Shay made their way up the stairs. Kent looked up.
Devon nodded. “Who’s ready to give up a Saturday to finally figure out about all this Time-Travel stuff?”
“I am, for sure,” Hannah answered.
Shay then looked at Hannah and changed the subject. She seemed nervous, but was not to look like it.
“I brought a bunch of sweaters. My mom sends them. Liza made me count… There were 27. So, she thought I should pick some for me and share the rest. I kept 8, in case mom asks. She took 6 and I have the rest for you and Emma. I think they’d be too small for Addison… since…”
She didn’t finish, but everyone understood.
Hannah smiled. “Thank you so much… Emma will be back later… You… can you stick around? We’re just hanging out.”
Devon answered. “We thought we’d do that.”
Shay still seemed nervous to Kent. He didn’t think it was the sweaters. She cut her eyes at Devon and took a deep breath, then put her arm around Devon’s waist.
She smiled and looked down. “So… we’re dating now. I wanted to just get that out so… no one would wonder. So… that everyone would know."
When she was done, she looked up and seemed to relax.
Kent thought it was a bit of an abrupt segue from sweaters, but not unusual for Shay. “Dating? Woo… Devon got lucky!”
“Or pre-dating…” Shay shrugged. “And I’m the lucky one, if you ask me.”
“Pre-dating?” Hannah asked.
“Dating… Just call it that…” Devon smiled.
Shay seemed very pleased with Devon’s reply. “I just wanted to get it out so no one would be wondering.”
Kent noticed Hannah and Devon make eye contact. Devon nodded and, to Kent, it seemed like a full stop period to the little week the two of them had pretended to be a couple.
Kent asserted his opinion again. “Next to me, I’d say Devon is the luckiest guy I know.”
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