"We're just kids. I don't think they expect you to bring a bottle of wine or anything. Actually, I think they have money on whether you actually show up or not."

That fact made her sad, as if they think she's not good enough for him or something. The walls in the house were thin, and she'd heard them talking. She cried herself to sleep after her foster father said he understood the rich kid being willing to screw her, but actually date her and meet her parents?

She shook her head in response to his question. "I didn't think giving someone food poisoning would be such a great idea. I can't cook."