"How do I look?"Ben asks for the umpteenth time.

　　We are standing in front of my house and he is convinced my parents hate him.They might give him a tough time but they will be nice,I think.I am not sure.It's my first time inviting a boy over.Ben smoothens the invisible wrinkles in his suit.If he wasn't so worried,I would have had time to admire him.He is sexier in a tux.I want to kiss him.

　　"Babe?"

　　"Like a coconut."He breaks into a smile and I grab ...