“She wouldn’t kiss you. She does have some standards.” Jocelyn scoffed at the very idea that her aunt would attempt to kiss him, and the very fact that he thought to mention it. Folding her arms across her chest, she shot a glare over at her classmate, her head shaking gently from side to side as if she could dismiss his words from having ever been spoken. “She won’t try to hug you again, not once Aidan warns her. You really can’t hold it against her. She’s happy that I brought someone home that she considers my friend. She’s been nagging at me since kindergarten to be more social.” Her face scrunched up at him in an instant, the slow shake of her head increasing. “We’re not friends, and this isn’t a slumber party. I wouldn’t even know what to do at a slumber party, I’ve never been to one.” Her aunt would probably allow Tora to spend the night if she asked, and that was a scary thought.

“Torture you? I’m fairly certain that is legal. Tony is torturing me on Friday. You know, stupid school dances and all that fun stuff. If I get tortured, so do you.” Jocelyn wasn’t in the mood to be playful, not that she ever really was. Whirling around on Tora, she pointed an accusing finger at him. “If you’d rather go deal with your family drama, there’s the door. Please let it hit you in the ass on your way out of it.” Her aunt might have been insane, but Jocelyn didn’t want to hear Tora bad mouthing her. She meant well, and she only had Jocelyn’s best interest at heart. She wanted to see Jocelyn be normal, which was why she pushed so much.

She began to question herself again, wondering why she wanted Tora at her house when he annoyed her to no end. She thought she was being nice, but now that he was in her house pestering the hell out of her, she was about to toss him out on his butt. “Yes, a virgin into kinky stuff. Because that makes a whole lot of sense.” Jocelyn cringed as Tora came closer, her instincts kicking in and forcing her onto her feet and away from him and her bed. “Stop thinking like that! You’re freaking me out.” She backed up away from him till her back crashed against her dresser, the few knick-knacks littered on top of it rattling around before stilling and remaining upright. Flattening herself up against it, she sighed heavily, motioning for him to move back away from her bed. “Behave like a normal human being and not the pervert that I know you are or else I’ll let my aunt go Missus Robinson on you.”

Jocelyn heard her aunt calling her name from the bottom of the stairs, and knew that it was time for dinner. Leaving Tora up in her room wasn’t an option; her aunt would have drug him right down along with her. “Come on, pervy. Let’s go eat before aunt Alicia comes up here with the camera.” She skirted around, giving him a wide berth. Once she reached her doorway, she rushed straight into the hallway and down the stairs, not giving him the opportunity to catch up with her. Dinner was going to be eventful, much to her dismay, and the only thing she wanted was for it to be done and over with.