Page 69 of Here's to Yesterday

Setting my goodies down, I point to the offending cabinets and say, “That.”

Tucker opens up the cabinet and starts laughing at me. “That?” I nod. “You’re seriously upset over it?” I nod again. “I take it you’re not afan?”

“Youare?”

He nods sheepishly. “Guilty. Hudson got mehooked.”

I throw myself down onto the couch dramatically and let out a heavy sigh. “I cannot believe you’re a freakin’ Winchester fan! You’re suddenly way lesshot.”

“Let’s forget about my love and your disdain forSupernaturalbriefly and focus on how hot Iam.”

“Oh, shut it,” I tell him, reaching for my wine and chips and then attempting to make myselfcomfortable.

Tucker watches me with an amused grin. “You want to change? I was gonna go get out of my fancy wear before we settledown.”

I nod. “A t-shirt and shorts,maybe?”

“Be rightback.”

Pulling out my phone while Tuck goes to find clothes for me, I wince at all the missed calls I have from my mother.Six.I wince again at how many I have from Tanner.Zero.

Me: Throwback to that one time a few hours ago when my boyfriend accused me of cheating, punched his brother, and then stormed out of mylife.

My phone buzzes in my handimmediately.

Bestie: SHUT THE FRONTDOOR!

Before I can reply, it vibratesagain.

Bestie: You need us to come getyou?

Bestie: Wait. Where are you? Your mom’sparty?

Me: I’m at Tucker’s. We decided to chill for thenight.

Bestie: BROWN CHICKEN, BROWN COW! (Hudson told me to send that last part, and I don’t think that’s how itgoes)

I laugh out loud atthat.

Me:Liar.

Bestie: True. You sure you’reokay?

Me: I’m good.Promise.

Bestie: Mmkay. Love you,hooker.

Me: <3

I set my phone on the table as Tucker comes walking back into the room, causing my mouth to drop open. I quickly snap it shut and avert my eyes before henotices.

But I can’t help it when my gaze slides back to him. He’s shirtless with his nicely toned body on display, and all he’s wearing is a pair of low-slung black sweats and socks. It’s fucking hot ashell.

Tucker with a shirt on is a sight to see, no matter how geeky he is in his flannels. Tucker without a shirt? Now that’s a damn masterpiece. I never paid much attention to how he looks compared to his parents, but they both must have the best genes in the whole pool to make offspring likehim.

What’s really keeping my attention are his tattoos. They connect. I always assumed they went up both arms and that was it. I never imagined they’d meet over his heart to form a black hole of sorts. The only ounce of color on his body lies within the black. It’s a heart that matches his arms; one side is alive and the otherdecaying.

“It’sincredible.”

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