“What is there to talk about?” Keefe asked.
“You know, I’ve been hearing rummors around that you, Fitz, and Dex all like me...” Sophie started.
“WHAT!?” Keefe interrupted with confusion and anger.
“I promise you I’m not making things up! This is just what I’ve been hearing. I just asked you over to know if what I’ve been hearing is right or wrong. So, is it right or wrong?” Sophie asked, with a pinch of anguish.
“Foster, are you going around asking Fitz and Dex these questions?” Keefe asked, desperate.
“No—” Sophie said before being interrupted by Keefe.
“Then why-WHY are you asking me this!” Keefe exclaimed angrily.
“Keefe!” Sophie said, while trying to push back tears.
“Foster, Foster, are you all right?” Keefe said, holding her shoulders.
At this point, Sophie could not hold it back any longer. She was crying. She fell on the floor, sat down, and curled into a ball.
“Sophie, Sophie! Are you allright! Please tell me you’re allright. I don’t know what I’d do without you,” Keefe said, not being careful at the words coming out of his mouth.
“What?” Sophie said drying up her eyes.
“Okay Sophie, you’re right! I do like you. Gosh, ever since I met you I’ve liked you. At this point, I couldn’t live without you,” Keefe said, with kindness and tenderness in his voice while pushing Sophie’s hair behind her ears.
Sophie leaned in so close, that she could feel Keefe’s breath on her cheek.
“What are you trying to say?” Keefe asked with a smile.
“Well, Keefe, you practically looked inside my heart and saw that I care more for you than anybody else...” Sophie started.
Keefe leaned in and kissed her. The kiss lasted well over a minute. They only separated when Edaline called Sophie that dinner was ready.
“You should get back home,” Sophie said, blushing.
“Yeah, I should,” Keefe said, giving her a quick peck on the cheek.
“Keefe, would you like to stay for dinner?” Edaline asked.
“Well, only if Foster wants me to,” Keefe said jokingly.
“Sure, Keefe, you can stay,” Sophie smiled.
“They’ve been awful quiet since they’ve been upstairs. I hardly heard anything,” Grady complained.
“Grady! Were you listening to them? They’re just kids,” Edaline said.
“Yes, but The Boy has bad intentions. I like the Vackers but not the Sencens,” Grady replied.
Edaline just shook her head.
Sophie could not believe what had just happened. “I kissed Keefe. I kissed Keefe,” she repeated to herself.