What had I just agreed to?
A summer fling. A secret relationship. Something that couldn’t last and would probably end badly.
I couldn’t stop myself from grinning at the thought. This really was a terrible idea, and I absolutely couldn’t wait to get started.
My phone buzzed with a call. Wren.
Wren: How was dress shopping with the girls?
I blinked. Right. That was this weekend. Tomorrow was Friday, and Saturday was the dress fitting trip to Riverside.
Leigh: That’s tomorrow. Saturday.
Wren: Oh right. Well, how was today then? Weren’t you doing something for the wedding?
I looked at the text, then at my reflection in the hall mirror. My cheeks were flushed, my eyes bright.
Leigh: Just cake tasting. Boring wedding stuff.
Wren: Boring, huh? That sounds awfully defensive. Have you been a naughty girl today, Leigh? Tell me everything immediately!
Leigh: I have to go.
Wren: No, wait! Was he there? Garage guy? At least give me something!
Leigh: His name is Dex.
Wren: That’s not an answer.
Leigh: Goodbye, Wren.
Wren: YOU LIKE HIM. You better tell me everything tomorrow.
I put my phone on silent and went upstairs to my room.
Lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling.
Tomorrow night. Dinner with Dex. Our first real date.
A secret date.
The beginning of something that had an ending written into it from the start.
I should be terrified.
Instead, I was smiling. Grinning like an idiot in love and then I immediately balked at the idea.
It was just for the summer, I told myself. Those sort of feelings weren’t even coming into the picture. It was a fling. A summer thing.
That was enough.
It had to be.
Chapter 12
DEX
Ichanged my shirt three times before I left the house.
