Page 131 of Talk Nerdy To Me
She gives me an exhausted look as tears brim her eyes, and her hold gets looser as I step closer, meeting less and less resistance. My hand slides up her back, easing into her hair, as she leans her head back to keep her eyes locked onto mine.
“Let’s do this for real,” I say as I lean down, brushing my lips to hers. “Let’s do this your way.”
She turns her head abruptly before angrily biting out, “No.”
There’s silence for a minute as she remains rigid against me, and my mouth opens and closes a few times as I release her and step back.
“Ms. Sterling, we’re ready for you now,” someone says to her as my hands fall to my sides.
She quickly turns and walks away, following him, and never once turns around as she goes.
I run a hand through my hair as I turn around and numbly stumble my way through the airport, finding it a hell of a lot easier to leave than enter.
Just as I drop to a bench near the exit, I see my truck going by, being pulled by a tow truck.
A painful, humorless laugh bubbles out of me, and my jaw wavers as I lift my phone, clearing my throat as my eyes start to burn.
Randy doesn’t answer.
Sticks doesn’t answer.
Taylor doesn’t answer.
My own mother doesn’t answer.
I almost throw my phone, but stop myself just in time, exhaling as I lean over and dial the next number on the list.
“I hope you’re not calling to say you’re moving cities,” Tag says by way of answering.
“Actually,” I say, letting my eyes flutter shut as it all presses down on me, “I was hoping you could give me a ride.”
I hear keys jingling immediately, and it makes me feel even worse about how quick he is to help.
“Just tell me where to go.”
