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Grace’s truckpulled up in front of the club and she shifted in her seat as she rolled down her window. She gave Dianna an incredulous look. “Do youknowhow much trouble you’re in?”
Dianna grimaced, darting toward the truck and climbing inside. “Is Dad mad?”
Her sister gave her a blank look. “Dad? I don’t think he’s realized you’re not home. No, it’s Bri. She’s livid.”
“Brielle’s mad? What happened?”
“I don’t know, but when she found out you called me to pick you up, she started stomping around the kitchen and slamming cabinets. Dad went to town early this morning, so thankfully she didn’t wake him up.”
“I still don’t get whyshe’dbe mad.”
Grace’s focus swept over Dianna’s outfit and a small frown marred her features. She didn’t say anything, but Dianna could tell she was curious as to what exactly had happened.
Dianna sighed. “I assure you, anything you’re concocting in your head is going to be ten times worse than what really happened.”
“Whatdidhappen? No one could get ahold of you last night, and with the snow…” She peeked at her sister once more before driving out of the parking lot. “We were worried, Dianna.”
Guilt washed over her. She hadn’t thought about how worried everyone would be.
Dianna glanced at Grace and mumbled, “I’m sorry.”
“You should be. You can’t just disappear like that without a word. None of us know this guy. The only saving grace was that Brielle was on a date with your boss andShaneseems to know Tristan well enough to put us all at ease.”
Shoulders slumped, the exhilaration from the night before had all but dissipated. There would be no talking about the amazing experience she had. Everything was overshadowed by her poor choices.
She sat in silence, mentally preparing herself to be lectured by Brielle, too. Though that didn’t seem all that fair. Brielle was the queen of disappearing acts around here. She could pick out a guy, spend the whole evening with him and come home after everyone was asleep without caring a lick about what her sisters thought.
The more Dianna thought about it, the more disgruntled she became. By the time she got to her room, she’d slammed three doors and stomped every step she could. Why did the rules get to be different for Brielle and not for her? She should be able to do what she wanted without the threat of her sisters putting her into a corner and telling her she was a bad person.
She yanked open the door to her bedroom, then let out a surprised scream. “Brielle! What are you doing in here?!”
Brielle sat on Dianna’s bed, her ankles crossed and a book open on her lap. She didn’t even react.
“Brielle.”
Her sister looked up from the book and snapped it shut. “I don’t even know what you like so much about these books.”
“I asked you a question.”
She put the book aside and sat up straighter. “Well, that’s ironic. I have a question for you too.”
Dianna sighed. “Fine. Just lay it on me. Tell me how terrible I am for making you worry and—”
“Did you kiss him?”
Her head snapped up, gaping at Brielle. “What?”
Brielle scooted to the edge of the bed, a smile filling her face. “You kissed him, didn’t you?”
“I—well, yeah—but—”
“Okay. So tell me the truth. Are you an item? Or are you taking it slow? Because I could see it go either way.” Her eyes narrowed. “Or are you following in my footsteps and you’re not going to let it go any further?”
“Wait, so you’re not upset? But Grace said you were slamming cupboards and stomping around this morning.”
Brielle tilted her head. “Was I? Oh yeah. That’s probably because Shane sent me a message this morning thanking me for a wonderful night.”
