Page 57 of Crush
She hung her head in shame. “Everything we talked about earlier, basically.”
“Why'd you do that, Chloe?”
“Because she wouldn't leave me alone until I did. I even showed her the picture of you in your bedroom. With my dad's poster on the wall and everything.”
I gnashed my teeth, but I didn't say a word.
“I'm so sorry, Brynn.”
“It's okay.”
“I hope you don't hate me now.”
“Of course I don't hate you, Chloe.”
“I think my mom is going to tell my dad.”
“That's okay. I'll talk to your dad about it, Chloe. Don't you worry. You better get some rest now, okay?”
“Okay. I'll let you sleep.” She stopped at the door, a glimmer of hope in her voice. “Did you have fun at the gala, Brynn?”
“It was a very fun night, Chloe. Thank you for asking.”
Maybe a little too much fun …
Chapter 21
Shea
I trudged upstairs, walked past Brynn's room, and stopped outside Chloe's.
The door was open a half-dozen inches, but I knocked and waited anyway.
“Come in,” Chloe sniffled at last.
I entered. “How'd I do that time? I knocked and then I waited. See, youcanteach an old Dad new tricks.”
She laughed, but it was a mad-laugh—mad that I had the gall to makeher laugh when she was clearly upset. “Dad, c'mon. I'm not in a good mood.”
She was on her bed, curled up in a ball under the sheets. I sat on the mattress next to her. “So hey, what happened tonight?”
She hesitated, the only sound her sniffling.
“I can't tell you, Dad,” she said at last.
“Why not?”
“Because I promised I wouldn't.”
“Promised who? Your mom?”
“God, no, not her.”
“Nick? Cam? Who else could it be?”
“Stop trying to guess. Even if you get it right, I'm not going to tell you.”
“Okay.” I gave a shrug. “Your mom said you two were fighting all night. She said she couldn't get any sleep. What were you arguing about?”
