Chapter 11: Twins

I stalked out the front door, my prior embarrassment dissipating to make way for irritation and annoyance. I saw his car parked just outside the garden gate and huffed, stomping my way toward it just as the first tiny raindrops began to fall from the sky.

"Wait!" Tyler called, hurrying after me.

I halted, my jaw clenched as I waited for him, the drizzle becoming more persistent.

"I'm sorry," he apologized, taking my hand in his as he stopped in front of me. "I know you're mad. I'm sorry I was early. I didn't mean to embarrass you or anything, I was just excited to see you. I kinda hoped you might be ready," he explained, his self awareness taking me by surprise.

He was excited to see me? How could I be mad about that?

I sighed and rolled my eyes, not wanting to let him off the hook completely just yet, but in my heart, I'd already forgiven him ten times over.

"I'm sorry," he repeated sincerely. "I'll make it up to you," he assured me.

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