I felt the laughter in my gut, and it exploded out of me, releasing Wynonna’s trademark snort. I snorted.

“Shit! And I keep forgetting to wear deodorant!”

I rolled my eyes, finally suppressing the laughter. “Don’t take this the wrong way, but you’re a little slow on the puberty bus. I don’t think your sweat glands have evolved yet. I wouldn’t worry—”

“Oh no,” said Holden. His pupils shrank, and something seemed to die inside of him. “I farted in front of her.”

Okay. I could see how this had become a matter of National Holden Security.

Holden grabbed me by the shoulders. “I didn’t just fart in front of her! I farted and then grabbed the fart and threw it in her face!”

“Dude,” I said. “Seriously?”

“I thought it was you! And I was still mad about the double date! I thought you deserved a good fart to the face.”

“That is disgusting! And slightly horrifying.”

“I know! What if Wynonna doesn’t like me anymore—not because she’s in your body—but because I was throwing farts in her face?”

I opened my mouth. Closed it.

He was right. What if that was all that it was? Maybe it didn’t help Holden’s chances with Wynonna, but then again, he did deserve to know who he was dealing with. You don’t make your crush fall in love with you by being yourself. You do it by pretending to be someone a hundred times cooler than yourself and hide the true you, who is a total fucking disaster, behind a curtain of enticing white lies.

Just kidding. But there is such a thing as tact.

“You’re right,” I said, breathless and detached, as the gears were spinning out of control in my head. “Maybe that is why.”

Holden groaned. “You’re not supposed to agree with me!”

“No, no, no! This is good.”

“It is?”

“You just need to put on the ol’ Holden suave.”

“Suave?” said Holden, confused. “What, like the shampoo?”

I sighed. “Remember when you were getting ready for the double date? And you were trying so hard to impress her?”

“Yeah?”

“Look, maybe this is a breach of confidentiality, but bro-to-bro, she was super turned on.”

“What? Really?”

“Remember all that stuff Ezra told you to do with Wynonna? Except it backfired because Wynonna was me?”

Holden’s eyes expanded with realization.

“That was Wynonna telling you to do that. Because she wanted you to do that to her.”

Holden’s mouth opened to roughly the size of a groundhog hole. Punxsutawney Phil could have fit through that thing.

“What should I do?” said Holden. “When should I do? I mean, you guys haven’t switched back in a month. What if you never switch back?”

The moment he said it, he seemed to immediately regret it.

“I mean, of course you’ll switch back eventually,” he said. “I’m just saying…”