Chapter 11
The anticipation in the air swirled around Heaven as she folded her arms atop the dining room table. A week without seeing or talking to Dylan left her anxious and worried. Maybe he’d changed his mind on taking her to Malibu this weekend.
She checked the clock on the wall only to find five minutes had passed. It was official. Dylan and his friends were late.
“I hate waiting for someone,” Faith grumbled in her usual sarcastic tone. She parted the blinds and stared out the window.
Was she this impatient when she was with Layne?
Hope hit the bottom step as she carried her bag to the door. “It’s only ten o’clock. Scott said he would be here around ten-thirty.”
“Layne is riding with Dylan.” Faith snapped her head in Heaven’s direction. “Did Dylan happen to mention when he would
