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“Hey, I put fresh water in the Keurig,” Tyler says with what appears to be a cup with a shaker in his hand.
“Thanks.”
He starts to shake the cup and what looks like some powder with water. While I get a cup of coffee, I see from the corner of my eye him leaning on the counter.
“When you got to the party last night, how come you were upstairs?”
My heart begins to pace. Did Ky tell him?
I clear my throat as the humming of the Keurig begins to do its thing, “I was looking for you. They said you were upstairs. Don’t you remember when I came down and asked where you were so you could take me home?”
I try to play off what happened last night as best I could. I don’t want him to find out about me and Ky. It would raise a lot of questions. The types of questions I don’t want to answer.
“I wasn’t upstairs. All the people upstairs are screwing in the rooms.”
My lips form a thin line and I look away toward the coffeemaker so he doesn’t see that I knew what was going up upstairs, and that I was in the room with Ky watching and participating.
“Got it.”
“Hey, do you want to come with me?”
I pause.
Is he serious? Where?
“Where?” I ask, taking a sip of the warm coffee after I pour, stir the creamer, and replace the coconut yumminess back in the fridge.
“Boxing gym.”
I turn around and lean on the counter with my coffee in hand and raise my brows. “You box?”
“Yeah. It’s kickboxing, technically. When I can, if I don’t have football, and always on the weekends. You want to come instead of being stuck alone all day in the house. We will see what we can get into afterward?”
“Alright.”
How bad can it be? At least I won’t be stuck here with nothing to do.
“Awesome.”
“Hey, Tyler?”
“Yeah?”
“Do you know who put the collar with the little bell on Hope?”
He shakes his head. “No. Dad has been working on a project for a client, and Mom has been going to work selling houses again, and she always gets home after we are already here. She would have told me. She gets excited when she does stuff like that. Why?”
I lick my lips and place the cup in the sink, pumping the dish soap holder and turning the faucet on to wash the cup and place it on the dry rack.
“I was trying to figure out how he got it, is all.”
And now I’m even more intrigued about where that collar came from.
Rubi
WE MAKE ITto the boxing gym, and when I jump out of Tyler’s truck my stomach drops. A black BMW looking very much like Ky’s is parked two spots over.
“Rubi…” Tyler calls out to me, nudging his head toward the entrance. “Come on. It’s this way.”
