Page 219 of Hooking Up
Chapter Thirty-Five
Iris
Atattoo shop in Venice Beach is a terrible idea.
There's nowhere to park.
I keep taking the bus here. Because Walker keeps driving me home. But now…
Where the hell is the bus stop anyway?
I pull my cell from my purse. Unlock the screen. A drop falls on it.
A tear.
I blink and another catches on my lashes.
Fuck.
This is bad.
This is so bad.
No… it's worse than bad.
It's over.
That look in his eyes…
He hates me.
He hates me and there's nothing I can do about it.
"Hey." Heels click on the pavement. "Shit." They stumble. "These stupid shoes are too loose." Leighton catches herself. She takes a shaky step forward. Forces her raspberry lips into a smile.
"I appreciate whatever this is, but—"
"Youwantto take the bus?"
"How did you…"
She motions to the bus stop to my left.
Oh. Duh. I'm way too out of it. "I'll be fine."
She pulls her keys from her purse. "I'm leaving. This is my last offer."
"I…" I press my lips together. "Did you hear everything?"
"Enough."
"You think I'm a liar too?"
"It's none of my business."
"You really believe that?"
She presses her lips to one side. "Depends on the day." She motions to the street to our right and nodsfollow me.
