Page 118 of Every Broken Promise
“I’m going to get going before Rachel gets even more desperate.”
“Stay with me,” Tyler said.
My brows scrunched as I reached out for my clutch.
“I can’t.”
“After the wedding, come spend the night with me?”
There was something about the way he asked. His voice had lost the cockiness it carried and instead was laced with hesitancy. Before I could think better of it, I found myself nodding. Ty smiled and then pulled me in for a quick kiss.
“Go,” he said as he pushed me toward the door.
My mom was coming down the hall, probably to tell me to hurry up.
“Oh, honey, you look beautiful.”
“Thank you, Mom.”
Just as I passed, her hands pressed against my cheeks.
“You feeling okay, honey? You look a bit flushed.”
“I’m fine,” I squeaked. “See you in the morning.”
When I stepped outside, Rachel still hadn’t seen me, and I could see her hand starting to press against the horn again.
“I’m here…I’m here,” I rushed out.
“What took you so long? You said you were ready the last time I texted you.”
“Sorry, my mom was telling me some juicy drama, and I couldn’t get her to stop.”
She seemed to take this as an acceptable answer and took off toward Sunny Pines. Just as I was about to relax, I noticed Tyler’s truck—in order to sneak into my room without me or my parents noticing, he had parked down the street. Rachel drove past it without even noticing it.
Guess she was more nervous than she had let on.
Oriana’s weddinghad been a beautiful get-together. It was simple yet elegant at the same time. Rachel was nervous at first, but as soon as she saw Prescott it disappeared. As her friend, I was happy things finally were working out for her. That was why I was not going to tease her or hold it against her when she left with Prescott to talk. I imagined that conversation was similar to the one I had with Tyler before coming here.
Now we were on our way home.
“You could have stayed with Prescott,” I let Rachel know.
In my defense, I was a bit tipsy and didn’t think about the fact that she had driven me to a party. In this state, I was somewhat horny and figured a taxi could have taken me to Ty’s house.
“I came with you, so I leave with you.”
Aww, wasn’t she sweet?
Once we passed Main Street, I took my phone out and began to text Tyler.
Me:If you want to see me.
Me: You can pick me up in 20.
Tyler:I always want to see you.
Tyler:Be there in 15.
