Chapter 22: Tiffany

Seven days.

It's been seven days since I've heard from Rowen.

I knew I wouldn't hear from him a lot because they're so busy on roadtrips. But I didn't expect radio silence. I down the last of my vodka and cranberry and continue wallowing in self pity.

I knew better than to mention the tension between him and Mack. But I wanted him to know he could talk to me about it. That he could vent to me. But it backfired. Instead, I'd made him question why I was there with him in the first place. If I was on a date with him because I like him, or because I was using him for a story.

The drive back to my place that night was silent. Its not uncommon for things to be quiet when Rowen is around. He's a man of few words. But I didn't expect it to feel awkward.

And then when he walked me to my front door… before I could even invite him in, he gave me a chaste kiss on the cheek and took off. Rejection at its finest.

I take a deep breath and put my glass on the end table next to me. The guys are final