“You know, Lee, one day, you’re gonna grow up too.”

“Never. Remember in fifth grade when I played Peter Pan in the school play? There’s a reason they picked me.”

Noah sighed, but I cut him a look that said Don’t push it. The last thing I wanted right then was for the two of them to start arguing—because much as that might feel like old times, I really preferred not to be in the middle of it. Hoping to distract them, and not wanting Lee to sulk about the prospect of a summer without the beach house, I grabbed the football we’d brought with us.

“Come on, then, Lee. You said you’ve been practicing.” I threw the ball at him. “Show us what you’ve got.”

“Jeez, Lee, could you make any more of a mess? I think I liked it better when Rachel was my roommate.” I wrinkled my nose at some underwear near my bed, kicking it over to Lee’s side of the room. He’d moved back in now that Rachel had gone.

“You don’t think it’s weird we still share a room, right?” I asked him, remembering Rachel’s reaction that first night. “You don’t think we’re too old for this?”

“Shelly, I carry tampons in my school backpack for you. We passed weird, like, five years ago.” He scooped up some of his laundry and paused to look at me. “You don’t think it’s weird, do you?”

“Of course I don’t. It was just—I don’t know. Rachel seemed to think it was.”

“Nah. She knows we’re not like that.”

I pulled a face while I still had my back to him, not convinced. I wasn’t sure how I’d feel about I were in Rachel’s shoes, but—well, it was Lee. This was just how we were.

“Hey, you guys set for tomorrow?” Noah asked, leaning through the bedroom doorway.

It would be our last day together—Noah was leaving the next day. So despite not being a morning person, I’d set alarms to make sure I was up early. I was going to make the most of these final few hours, whatever it took.

“We will be,” Lee said. “Though Elle’s going to need a while to get her face on and fix that bedhead.”

I patted my hair. I knew it would need taming tomorrow, but scrabbled about on the dresser for a hair tie to pull it back into a ponytail now.

“Don’t listen to him, Elle. You look great.”

I blew Noah a kiss. “You don’t look so bad yourself.”

Lee made an exaggerated gagging sound. “If you two are done flirting, can we say good night?”