Tarot
SHE SMILED.
YEAH, I knew that we barely knew each other, but I already felt so much for Peyton. Maybe it was just lust, I don’t know, but my heart was telling me otherwise.
I leaned over and kissed her again. “Get some sleep.”
Peyton smiled and nodded.
I walked out of the house, started my motorcycle, which I’m sure the neighbors appreciated, and went home to pack. Although I was dead-tired, curiously enough, I couldn’t remember feeling so alive.
THE FLIGHT TO San Francisco went smoothly and when I arrived at the airport, I rented a car and then called Hannah.
“Now isn’t the best time,” she said, when I told her I was on my way.
“What?” I asked, surprised, checking the time. It was almost noon. The woman had practically begged me to pick her up the day before. “Is she in sch
