CHAPTER SIXTY-TWO

ASHLEY

Twenty minutes later, we were still stuck in an endless loop of disagreements.

“Too boring.”

“Too cheesy.”

“No horror. I hate horror.”

“That’s a kid’s movie, Freckles.”

“So? Kid’s movies can be good.”

“Yeah. If you’re a fucking kid.”

I shot him a slow, smug smile. “Funny you should say tha...