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I rub at my forehead, a sudden headache forming. “I forgot about this party I said I’d go to, but that was before all this happened.” A long sigh escapes me. “I don’t want to pretend to be happy about this engagement every time someone asks me about it.”
Dad did his part spreading the word about how Serena’s reformed me. I even found an alleged interview online the other day where I apparently claimed she was my soulmate.
Thanks for that, Dad.
I stick my phone back in my pocket, tapping at my knee.
“Do you have to go?” Mackenzie asks. “Can’t you just skip it?”
“I can’t skip everything for the rest of my life. I’ve already barely talked to anyone the last couple weeks.” I resist the urge to let out a frustrated growl. I didn’t even care about going to the party that got me into this mess to begin with, but this whole situation is my own fucking fault.
“I can go with you.”
I pause in my self-recrimination. “What?”
She shrugs her shoulders. “I mean, if you want. Just as a… distraction from all the questions. I’ll answer them for you, so you don’t have to.”
“That would be amazing,” I breathe. She’d really do that for me?
“Don’t look at me like I’m a saint,” she smirks. “You’ve done so much for me. It’s the least I can do to repay you.”
“You never have to repay me for anything. Ever.”
Her eyes widen slightly as the car comes to a stop, the yellow awning of the flower shop right outside. Guess that came out a little more intense than I meant it to.
“I’ll pick you up at eight, okay? And I’ll introduce you to some people too. So it’s not a total waste of your time.”
She nods and opens the car door, her dress riding up high for just a moment as she steps out onto the curb. “I’ll see you later,” she smiles, hips swaying as she makes her way to the front entrance. I swear she’s not doing it on purpose, but it revs me up all the same.
Davis takes off toward my apartment and I lean back in my seat, pleased with how today has turned out so far.
And it looks like I’ve got a party to get ready for.