Chapter Twenty-Seven ~ Reardon
I knew I was being irrational. That we hadn’t made promises to each other, or even figured out what the f**k we were doing yet, but that didn’t stop the hurt, which led to me closing off in the hopes of self-preservation.
Of course, I couldn’t stay mad at Chloe forever, at least not without talking it out with her and getting her take on things.
I’d decided to give myself until we reached the hotel to lick my wounds, then we’d talk, and then, we would enjoy our vacation. I, for one, was not going to ruin this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity by acting like a little b***h the entire time.
Sensing the tension between myself and his mother, even though he’d slept the entire damn trip, I heard Chris ask Gabe if he could hang with him while Zoey went and met her
