Chapter 10 Her Distraction

• I put on a short, form-fitting dress, slipped my heels into my feet, grabbed my purse, and strolled to the door. I don't care if my eyes are swollen; I need diversions, and going to the bar was the best one I could think of right now. Just this evening, I felt like rebelling. Once more, I want to forget. Because it appears that I need more booze tonight. Fortunately, Cayden called and asked if I felt like going for a stroll because he hadn't seen me yet that morning. He seemed to have returned from work. I took advantage of the situation to request that he deliver it to the nearby pub instead. Although he appeared uncertain, he nonetheless agreed.
• When I flung open the door, he was standing next to a black ranger. He opened the car door without saying a word as I approached him. We pull away from the town once we're inside.
• Even though it wasn't that late, I said, "I'm sorry to ask you this time," but I had no other options because I only had him and Claire—whose phone number I didn't have on me—to turn to.