“Oh. Right,” Dylan mumbled before grabbing the items from her and putting them in the suitcase sitting beside the bed. He watched her for a few moments before speaking, “So, are you okay? Did you hear me talking to the guys in the restaurant yesterday?”
“Yeah, I did, but then again they always talk about you,” she said softly as she continued to look at the closet filled with different colored dresses.
He raised his eyebrows curiously at her statement before nodding, “Okay. Well, you seem distracted so I’m assuming that you heard about what happened with Tyler last night.”
She shrugged and turned around to look at him, “Well, you did say you’d tell me about it. I was trying not to listen in, but I ended up overhearing part of the conversation when Tyler said it. Why don’t we discuss th
