DANIKA
Heart pounding, I turn around. My soul nearly leaves my body when my gaze rests on the woman before me. It's definitely her. Tyler's mother. She's wearing a blazer dress and stilettos, with a pair of glasses hiding her eyes.
"Oh my god, what the hell are you wearing, Dani?!" She exclaims, taking off her sunglasses. And all I can think about is the fact that I've been busted. If she looks a little to the side, she's definitely going to realize that I'm here with her stepson.
My brain scrambles for a response, my pulse frantic.
"And what exactly are you doing in a place like this?!" Her voice goes an octave higher, dripping with disbelief.
I'm desperate for the ground to somehow cave in and swallow me. I part my lips to say something random only for a hand to wrap around my waist
