By the time they reached the bench, Reign dropped onto it and buried her face in her hands.
“I can’t believe this is happening,” she said into her palms.
Dashiell smiled, then pulled out his phone. “I’m texting Roseann. She can bring you something to change into.”
He typed quickly and hit send. A moment later, his phone buzzed.
Roseann: LMAOOO couldn’t keep your hands off each other?? In GRANDMA’S GARDEN?? iconic. Give me five mins.
Dashiell rolled his eyes.
Leave it to Roseann to turn everything into a joke.
He pocketed his phone. “She’s bringing something.”
Reign removes her face from her palm. “This is so humiliating,” she groaned. “I’m never leaving this bench.”
Her face was bright with embarrassment, and her carefully styled hair had started to come loose from all the times s
