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“Vib…” Nope. I cringe at the thought. It’s great for others, but my dad sleeps right down the hall. With my luck, someone would see me using it if I ever tried, and that would send me to my early grave.
But I have an extra hour now, so I can definitely think about what I wear and get ready slower than I was planning. And forget aboutthe thing.
It’s July. It’s usually hot right now. So why are there storm clouds outside?
“Ugh,” I will not let today be a bad day. It’s going to be a fantastic birthday.
No man troubles. My child is safe and taken care of. I don’t have to go to work.
Today is about me.
Dad gave me the same movie theater gift card he always does. I will trade it with another mom friend that doesn’t like the gift cards her husband gets her on her birthday, and I’ll get my toes painted.
I’m thinking red.
Yep, I won’t let the past week get to me and I certainly won’t let two guys ruin it for me.
It’s disappointing. It’s almost a love triangle, which I hear can be pretty interesting, but not. Neither “interested” guy is even around. I feel like the center point in the triangle floating off into space.
Nope. Not today, Satan. We’re not having those kinds of thoughts. Get the massage and toes painted. Maybe grab a bottle of wine and attempt a bubble bath at the end of the night.
Enjoy a free dinner with a guy that loves me while he gives the world’s best excuse for his absence.
Wear a smile, even if it’s raining, because... shit, I forgot what the rest of that line is. Oh well, I understand the sentiment.
Be positive.
My phone rings while I’m getting ready and it’s a text from Lucas-freaking-Kennedy telling meHappy Birthday.
Well.
That’s more than I can say for Ted right now.
The v-thing in my closet mocks me from behind my sweaters, like the monster hiding inside, ready to jump out and scare me in the middle of the night. It taunts me for my insecurities and apprehensive approach to masturbation. I hope Charity is pleased with herself.
Chapter28
Lucas
It’s been the week from hell.
The footage from the nearby cameras from Allie’s accident is “gone.” The single-page “file” for the accident has notes in it that make little sense, and also paint Allie as the one responsible. It reads that witnesses saw her texting while driving. No information on those witnesses, of course.
She described the car in the report with very little information, but just enough I know who did it. Now I see what Tom is talking about. He obviously knows but isn’t saying anything, and I know exactly why.
The officer that handled this retired, of course, and is unreachable. Nothing in this file makes sense, and it leads to one logical conclusion.
I know of only one person in this town that would use his money to protect his family from legal troubles or a potential scandal. And I know enough about the family after being with Kat.
So no, I haven’t broken up with her yet. I need her to stick around and think everything is normal until I can get some sort of evidence or confession. Kat’s parents are gone for the next few weeks on vacation, so I’ll wait until they get back to get what I can.
I’m no detective or spy, but I’ll get what I need. In the meantime, that means holding back on things with Allie.
Kat’s been acting like herself as of late. She took up the other bedroom that my dad and Jen used when they came here and made that into her “studio.” She doesn’t use it yet, but it’s all laid out ready for her. She’s not as sneaky as she thinks, and even if Allie and Jadon hadn’t shown up, I still wouldn’t care what she’s planning to do to make money now.
Looking at it from the outside, it’s not really modeling in the way she described it, and if we were getting married, I wouldn’t want my wife to be doing what Kat’s setting herself up to do.
Her light sets and camera shit are all going in a box the second she’s out of my life. I can’t even sleep beside her, wondering if she knew about the accident. If sheknows.
