Crash
Kelly is fuming. "Why did you lie to Tommy?" She throws the words at me.
I sigh. "Because I knew I was losing you, and I couldn't lose him too."
"He was going with you on tour. You couldn't let him text me?"
"It wasn't like that—"
"Then how was it, Crash? Because the last thing I knew you wanted to marry me. Then and there. If I'd said yes we'd be married now." She shakes her head. "What changed in eight hours?"
Without realizing it I've sat back on the bed. This is what I was afraid of. The whole reason I've kept myself away from her. Because I can't answer that question. For both our sakes.
"I told you, things got complicated."
She doesn't respond. Doesn't move. So I grow a pair and meet her eyes. Her brow's furrowed. She shakes her head like she can't believe I'm this much of an asshole.
"Well, I'm glad we cleared that up," she says bitterly.
