Page 133 of Every Broken Promise
FORTY-SIX
Why didtime seem to move slowly when I was excited about something, but now that I dreaded this stupid conference, the week seemed to go by in the blink of an eye?
I groaned.
This was Ty’s fault.
Every day, I looked forward to ending the day in his bed.
My parents had no problem with this development. Like Mr. Kane, they were ecstatic about the turn of events. It seems everyone was amused watching us going in circles.
After work, I would go to my parents, and sometimes Ty would join us for dinner. Other times, he had to close, and then I would make my way to his house.
It just seemed like the better option. Since he had the basement to himself, it gave him more privacy. I’m unsure I could get it on with my parents down the hall.
A girl had to have some dignity.
I looked at my duffle bag sitting on top of my bed, as if it had personally offended me. I was so distracted by glaring at the bag that I barely noticed the screech of my window as it opened.
“You know you can use the front door, right?” I told Tyler, somewhat amused as he climbed inside my bedroom window.
“I was reminiscing about the ol’ times.” He smirked at me once he was inside.
“Is that so, Tylosis.”
He scowled.
“All packed, beautiful?”
“I am. I really don’t want to go. I was looking forward to family dinner at your house.”
This made him smile.
“My dad invited your parents over.”
I scoffed.
“Without me there?”
This made him chuckle, but then he became serious. “Is something bothering you? You’ve been tense…uneasy.”
Shit. Was I really that uneasy about this trip? So much that Ty took notice?
If there ever was a moment to tell him, this would be it, so I opened my mouth, but the words didn’t come out. I knew by saying something, he would insist I didn’t go, and everyone at work would know, and then I would miss an opportunity.
“Is it your boss? Is he still mad about not getting your pieces in on time?”
I sat on the edge of the bed.
“My pieces were submitted… Um…I have to confess, I might have done something.”
This caught his attention, and he cocked his head at me.
“I might have used that tidbit of tea your dad dropped the other morning.”
Tyler started chuckling.
“I figured you might have use for that.”
