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Titus.
And I’d agreed to let her because it was finally time for me to put up or shut up.
Tonight, I was either going to go home on Titus King’s arm, or I was going to stop obsessing over him and find some other man who made me happy.
Honestly, I hoped that it was the former and not the latter.
I just had to hope that Titus was on the same page with me.
Over the years, I’d seen him with a few random women on his arm, but none of them stayed.
None of them caught his eye for any length of time.
And now I was hoping that I would be the person who finally caught Titus King’s attention and held it. Forever.
“Come on,” I urged. “Let’s take an Uber.”
Though, Kilgore didn’t really have an Uber.
We had a Chuck.
But Chuck, the town’s one and only cab driver, always answered when we called, mainly because we got him a shit ton of business.
“Darlin’,” Chuck answered almost immediately. “You need anything?”
“A pickup at my place,” I said. “And no return trip.”
Chuck was there in twenty minutes, and the two of us poured into the parking lot of the event center at the high school thirteen minutes later with a line already out the door of our fellow classmates waiting to get in.
Cursing the people at the front who’d been told to be there to get the party rolling, I shoved past a few people and directly inside to see the staff lollygagging around laughing about something and pointing.
“Hey!” I cried. “What are y’all doing?”
The staff that I’d told to be here from the bar all looked at me guiltily.
“We’re, uh, checking out the football players,” Tiff, one of our regular bartenders, admitted.
I narrowed my eyes at her. “You can do that after you start getting them all in the door. Do it. Now.”
Tiff and the others got to work getting everyone inside, and luckily none of my fellow classmates were too mad at my lack of control of my employees.
It took less than ten minutes for the lights to be turned on, the punch machines to start rolling, and the alcohol to start flowing.
Our staff, though slow on the uptake, didn’t take much to get started.
Within thirty, everyone had completely forgotten about the lack of speediness.
“Don’t look now,” Tempy said softly, barely able to be heard over the loud music booming over the top of us. “But he’s here.”
My heart started to pound.
After the first thirty minutes, I’d started to think he wasn’t going to come.
But I should’ve known.
Titus always showed up if he said he was going to be there.
Hell, years ago, with a brand-new child he’d known nothing about in tow, he’d shown up to the town’s biggest fundraiser because he’d said he would be there.
