C16 Chapter Sixteen

"A date?" I mirror his words, unable to believe I heard him right. Brody continues driving, his eyes firmly fixed on the road ahead of him. I want him to stop and turn around, explain his words further but he doesn't. My body feels exhausted from the humiliation and all I want to do is go home, curl up into a ball and sleep.

"Brody, you don't have to take me on a date," I mumble