Kayla's POV
A dinner?
I had nothing to wear, I wasn't prepared and I felt tired. But the thrill of going out with Tristian Ravenford was greater than any form of tiredness. I wanted to not only do dinner with him, I wanted to spend the rest of the night with him.
I began to rummage through my wardrobe, wondering if I should call Trisha to help me dress. She was probably with Jeremiah, I told myself, there was no need to disturb her.
Jeremiah had finally asked her to marry him, and I could tell that their marriage was going to be the real deal. They had dated for a long while, and I was sure that they were ready to take the next step forward.
The doorbell rang, and I knew that was the babysitter, Tristian wasn't going to be here that fast.
I opened it, giving her a cheer
