*Harper*
“Come over, please. Just to watch a movie with some friends," Jolee insisted on the phone.
“The last time I 'just went out with friends,' you got me drunk," I reminded her with a huff.
Jolee laughed into the phone. “You had a good time. Don't pretend like you didn't. Trust me, this will be a lot more low-key."
I sighed and chewed my lower lip. It wasn't that I didn't want to hang out with Jolee and her friends. My problem was being at her house. It still felt weird to ask if her father was going to be there.
I'd already made a questionable impression on him, and the last time I'd seen him, I'd been covered in mud. I wasn't sure if I could handle any more embarrassment in front of a guy who clearly didn't want me around.
“Please, Harper? It will be a good time. Jack will
