I didn’t hear much from Hunter until Wednesday afternoon. He texted me that he was looking forward to our date and would pick me up at six. I was searching for jewelry when I heard the door open and close.
“Hello?” I called out. “Who’s there?”
“It’s me,” Peyton yelled back. “Who did you think would be here?”
I shook my head at myself. “Sorry. Wasn’t expecting you home so early.”
She walked into my room and sat on my bed. “I was thinking about what you said the other day. About working less and getting out more. I didn’t have anything at work that had to be done, so I figured I’d come home. Maybe go with you to your girls’ night.”
I looked at her in the mirror as I fixed my earring. She looked nervous, like she was ready to run back out the door. I was excited that she wanted to go to
