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Kane and I can’t keep things a secret forever.
I’m struggling to wonder how I’m going to get through tonight, but he’s already miles ahead of me in New York.
“Thanks, Dad.” Abby gushes again, making a show of pecking Kane’s cheek and even offering to have her and I tidy up.
“Oh, I can finish up here,” Kane drawls, eying the rest of the piles of food.
“You girls go and have your girly night, doing whatever it is you do,” he says cryptically, giving me a subtle wink once Abby moves to go.
She lingers in the kitchen doorway, waiting for me, and as much as I want to stay with Kane, I know I have to keep up appearances.
For now, at least.
“Later,” Kane whispers hoarsely, making me smile to myself before I join my best friend.
We head to her room, and while I flounce on her huge double bed, she paces and thinks aloud while repacking and unpacking her suitcases.
Running through her situation all over again, only this time even more excitable because of the element of her dad and me going to New York, too.
“That’s if you get the part,” I remind her, stifling a yawn, but Abby only waves off my comment.
She’ll get the part. I know she will.
It’s not just her dance skills either. That attitude of hers will take her a long way.
I always used to worry about Abby getting into the big time, forgetting all about her best friend.
But now?
Well, now I guess I’m thinking about myself again, but with Kane front and center of my mind, I’m not so frightened about not seeing my bestie as often as I thought I would be.
She goes on for what feels like hours until she finally announces she’s tired and wants to go to sleep.
She’s checked her phone a hundred times, and the volume is set to maximum.
I assure her she’ll hear it if they call, and not feeling the least bit tired myself, I have to go through the motions of looking like someone who’s ready for bed.
Which I guess I am.
Just not sleeping in my bestie’s bed.
It’s her dad’s bedroom that’s giving me butterflies right now.
And as the fluttering in my belly intensifies and Abby and I say our goodnights, it isn’t long before her breathing gets slow and heavy.
Abby, as energetic as she is by day, can fall asleep in moments. And she stays down, sleeping like a log all night.
I’d almost forgotten about that, and boy am I glad when she does go out for the count.
I wait a decent while before prodding her, even saying her name to see if she’s really asleep.
But Abby, rolling onto her back and starting to snore, is all the proof I need.
Slipping out from under the thin coverlet, I make my way out of her room, creeping back downstairs.
One half of me asks myself what the hell I’m doing, and the other half is leading the way.
Knowing exactly where I’m headed and why.
