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“This is bolinho de bacalhau,” he says. “Dad salts and boils pieces of cod, then deep fries them. And that’s pão de queijo. The dough’s made from cassava flour and queijo Minas, so it’s like cheese bread! It’ll fill you up quick, so try not to eat too much. Ah, and these are bacon-wrapped scallops. They don’t actually eat scallops in Brazil, but it’s something Americans love.”

“What are we drinking?” I ask. “I’m getting an adult beverage.” She wags her finger at me. “Don’t tell your little friends Ms. Davis drinks.” “Everyone knows teachers get wasted on weekends,” I say wearily. “What?” “Bourbon and ginger ale, please,” Mr. Kelly says, smiling. “Noelle will have vodka and cranberry.”

It’s been years since I’ve gone stargazing, but it hasn’t diminished my love of outer space. Big fan of the void, this guy. If someone ever talks dirty to me, they’d better incorporate astronomical terms in there. If they say they’re going to heat me up like WR 102 in the constellation Sagittarius until I supernova, I’ll pledge my body to them for life.

“Did you know,” I say, “that if you put Saturn in a bucket of water, it would float?” Dylan ambles up behind me, peering out as well. The warmth of his chest presses up against my back. “That’d have to be one big-ass bucket.”

I shoot her a dagger-sharp glare. “Really? You have the balls to call me a loser right now?” “I took yours when you were sleeping.”

“You threw me out!” Jonah yells. “Into the cold dark night! What if I died from hypothermia? What if someone kidnapped me because I’m so hot and sexy?”

“My version of having fun doesn’t involve stomping on people’s furniture and twerking for the masses,” I grumble.