Chapter 8
Astrid’s POV
The moment I saw Rhett, I knew things were going to turn into chaos. Just like him.
When we reached home, I shoved the helmet he’d forced me to wear into his hands and stormed toward the main door.
How the hell could Micah ruin my night by sending Rhett to follow me?
I’d lied to my brother because I knew he wouldn’t let me go to the party if he knew there would be men. So, I made Talia back me up. I told her I wanted to get in the mood–I wanted to get rid of the thoughts of Rhett Rivers haunting my head.
But no. Seeing him only made it worse.
“You’re lucky Micah isn’t home yet,” Rhett said as he dropped onto the velvet couch in the living room. He reached for the bowl of popcorn on the center table and dug in casually.
I rolled my eyes. “What if he is? I alre
