I stopped breathing.
There Blake was, standing by my door like the perfect girl she was. Her brown hair was blowing in the breeze and it looked like her Ford Escape was smoking from the hood.
Lily grabbed my hand and towed me to the house. Her trickling laughter was loud and we walked up to my little hotel room. I saw Blake's face as she took in the beautiful girl by my side who was holding my hand. I saw her face change in a few different emotions, but nothing I wanted to see.
"You have the key." Lily said. I scrambled to get the key into the hole and twisted it. Then she looked at Blake. "She's even prettier than I pictures when you talked about her."
I flushed and got the door open.
"Thanks." Blake said and when I turned to look at her, her face was turned away, smiling.
"Come on
