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MCKENNA
Calling Ivy wasn’t even something I thought to do. I just started driving straight to her mom’s house. Thankfully, as I pull in the driveway, I see her car. I need to talk to her so bad I probably would’ve ended up going to the restaurant if I had to.
I take off my helmet and rest it on the seat before stepping onto the porch. It feels weird to knock but I haven’t been here in so long that I probably shouldn’t let myself in. Her mom answers the door looking like she hasn’t aged a single day. When she realizes it’s me, she lights up.
“McKenna Taylor! What are you doing knocking? Get in here.”
She pulls me in for a tight hug and I bask in the comfort of it. This woman was always like a second mom to me. When the incident with my dad happened, she let me stay here for a week until I was willing to go back home. A part of me feels bad for not staying in touch with her while I was gone, but she doesn’t seem to be holding a grudge for it.
“I didn’t want to just walk in. It’s been a while since I was last here.”
“Oh, that’s nonsense. You’re always welcome in this house.”
I smile warmly. “Thank you.”
The house is just as I remember it, the only difference being the picture of Ivy’s graduation from culinary school on the mantle. I’ve spent so much time here over the years that I could probably navigate this entire place with my eyes closed. I can still remember Ivy breaking her arm when we tried to be like Maverick and Colton and slide down the banister. Apparently, it only works if you have good balance and don’t lean too far back. Ivy didn’t get the memo.
“Mom? Who’s here?” My best friend makes her way down the stairs. “Oh, hey Mac.”
“Hey.”
The look on my face must convey everything going through my mind right now because she instantly catches on. “Let’s go to my room. I need to start getting ready for work.”
She’s lying, but if she made it obvious that there was something we needed to talk about, her mom would try to eavesdrop. It’s something she’s done so many times before. Any time we had something secretive, my mom would always manage to find out. It took years before we finally figured out how.
As soon as I spot the familiar bed, I throw myself on top of it and scream into her pillow. She watches me with amusement and sits at the end. I glare at her when she chuckles at my small outburst.
“I’m so glad you find humor in my misfortune.”
Her eyebrows raise. “I would hardly call having to choose between two hot guys a misfortune.”
“How do you know this is about two guys?”
“Because I’ve known you since I was four.” She says pointedly. “So, what happened?”
“IhadsexwithColtonlastnight.” It all comes out as one word.
“Uh, a little slower please.”
“I had sex with Colton last night.”
Her eyes widen drastically and I can tell she’s holding back a laugh. “I’m sorry, you did what now?”
I groan. “We got into an argument because he was going on a date with someone and apparently, I’m a jealous bitch.”
“And that ended up with his dick inside you how?”
“I went to our secret spot and he found me.”
Her expression changes to one of realization. “So that’s what your cryptic facebook post was about. I mean you could have just texted him and told him to meet you there.”
“I didn’t know I wanted him to until he was there. I just needed a place to think, and that’s the one place where I know people won’t bother me.”
“Except Colton.”
She doesn’t have to elaborate for me to know what she’s insinuating. I’m not exactly sure what made me go to that spot. I hadn’t been there since things between Colton and I ended and to be honest, I had planned on avoiding it at all costs. It holds too many memories. Regardless of the breathtaking view, I wasn’t sure I could handle it. But when I left the house after the spat we had, I knew going home wasn’t an option. I mean, how do you tell your fiancé you’re upset over your ex going on a date with someone else? It’s simple – you don’t.
So, I drove around for a while before ending up at the secret rock. It was strange, being there alone, but it made me feel closer to him. For a minute, I was able to pretend that things hadn’t gone to such crap – that we hadn’t broken up and stopped talking for nearly half a decade. I watched the moonlight glisten off the water and tried to remember the last time I felt whole.
