Take Me There by J.H. Croix

Author:J.H. Croix [Croix, J.H.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: J.H. Croix

Chapter Twenty

Skylar

I stared at myself in the mirror, reaching for my hairbrush again. I ran it through my hair, wrinkling my nose and wishing Emily was here. She often did my hair when we lived in foster care together and later as roommates.

Before I’d sworn off dating, which was a full year before she died, she would do my hair. My hair was stick straight and dark brown. She’d always managed to give it a glossy, tousled look, which I could never pull off. I sighed as I studied my reflection.

“Maybe I need to put it up?” I murmured. “Forget it.”

I was having entire conversations with my reflection in the mirror. I reached for some eyeliner. It was smoky gray with a little glitter in it. I felt foolish, but I put it on anyway.

This was ridiculous. I should’ve canceled. But every time I thought about canceling, I recalled Daphne telling me she had a feeling about Tucker and me. My silly, foolish, battered, and tired heart thumped several beats of hope. Those beats were like claps as if I was cheering myself on.

I told myself Tucker was a nice guy. And maybe, maybe something could happen. At least I told him my story.

After brushing my hair again, I walked out of the bathroom, immediately circling into my bedroom. My apartment was tiny, but it was all mine. Emily and I would’ve shared the bedroom if she’d been here with me. We’d found a one-bedroom place because we needed to save money. We were cheap, always wanting to save up. The apartment was furnished, so Emily had said it would be a plus. I was enjoying it all by myself even though it was lonely.

I looked at myself in the full-length mirror mounted on the closet door. I was wearing jeans and a pair of boots paired with a fluffy V-neck sweater. At the last minute, I put on a pair of silver hoop earrings.

I didn’t usually do things like that. Before I could change my mind, there was a knock on the door. My heartbeat shot off, rocketing out of control. I tried to take a deep breath, but it was pointless. I could hardly get any air in.

“Get a grip, get a grip, get a grip,” I muttered to myself before walking briskly out of the bathroom.

When I opened the door, the force of my motion almost slammed it against the wall. Tucker’s reflexes were lightning fast, and he caught the edge of the door on the inside of the hinge.

“Thank you. I guess I kind of overdid it there.”

He grinned. His eyes lingered on my face for a minute before skating over me. I felt a flush bloom from the center outward and hoped my cheeks weren’t too pink. “Hi,” I added belatedly.

“Hey,” he said, his voice raspy. “You ready?”

“Sure,” I chirped, hurrying to grab my purse off the corner of the kitchen island and slipping into my jacket. He waited for me, and we walked out in silence a few moments later.

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