The next week was uneventful and New Year's Eve was coming up fast. Luckily, there hadn't been another murder, so we could actually relax, have some fun, and enjoy being teenagers.
"Jessica, I'd like to ask you something," Dakota asked early one morning, just a few days before New Year's Eve. On school days, he was never there when I woke. But since we were on Christmas Break, it was another matter.
I rolled over onto his chest and looked into his eyes. "Sure. You can ask me anything."
He rolled over and propped himself up on his elbow, his long black hair falling over his shoulders, looking at me with sexy bedroom eyes. "I'd like to take you out for New Year's Eve." Then he slid his hand down my arm and raised my hand to his lips and kissed my ring finger. I hadn't taken off the new engagement ring since he had given it to me.
"Okay," I said, laying back onto the pillow. "So, where would you like to go?"
He shrugged. "Let's go dancing."
