““Of course I am, Gran," I said quietly. I blew out a breath and leaned my elbows on my knees. "I will admit that the withdrawals suck, though." "That they do," she agreed and came to sit on the bed with me. "The sooner you get to her, the better you'll feel." "Yeah, but I don't want to scare her. If I run over there before a decent hour, she'll probably freak and kick me out." "I highly doubt that, boy." She lifted a piece of hair from next to my ear with her fingers. "Girls usually invite cute boys in, not throw them out.””
