Page 50 of Brighter Together

And beneath all of that is another thought I don’t want anywhere near this moment.

Lee.

The plans.

The thing I still haven’t told Tommy.

My stomach twists.

I slowly take my hand from his shirt.

“I should go.”

Tommy’s fingers loosen in my hair.

“Yeah.”

Neither of us moves.

I almost laugh.

This is ridiculous.

“Good night,” I finally say.

“Night, Ella.”

I open the door and climb out before I change my mind.

The cold air hits my burning face.

I walk towards the entrance without looking back.

When I reach the door, I fumble my keys once before getting the right one into the lock.

Only when I’m safely inside do I hear Tommy’s engine start behind me.

He waited to make sure I’m safe.

I press my back against the closed door.

My lips still feel warm from his.

Well.

Lord Grumpiness definitely likes me.

Chapter 6

Tommy

By Monday morning, I have discovered that there are approximately forty-seven different ways to start a text message to a woman you kissed on Friday night.

Every single one of them is shit.

I know because I’ve tried most of them.

Hope you had a good weekend.