“On second thought,” he said. “It’s hot as hell out here.”
“Only a lit-tle,” Levi said jokingly.
“Beach?”
“By all means.”
“Sweet,” said Ethan.
They were both a little high, the one more than the other, but Ethan put that aside and went back inside to grab the keys (to the brand new Honda Ridgeline that Laura bought him; an early birthday present) off the kitchen counter. Laura had left out a batch of chocolate chip cookies without telling him, which was out of the ordinary, but he thought they were fair game. He took the whole bail lid jar and also two family size bags of sea salt and vinegar. The burning off of the taste buds was never worth it afterwards, but it wasn’t like he could just have one. It was his car, so Levi didn’t question the clumsy approach or the pink in his eyes. He sat in the passenger seat, with a silent prayer and let his best friend drive him to Stinson.