"I mean --"

That did sound really official, now that Beau thought about it. Which was . . . so not her usual thing, and while she was wondering how she'd gotten into this situation she wasn't looking to get out of it either.

"It doesn't have to be, if you don't want it to," she offered finally. "We can just, you know. Hang out. I mean, unless you're sure . . ."

She was so bad at this. Help.