CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE

"I’ll meet you in the car," she says, putting down her half of the bill as she scoots out of the booth.

"Okay, hon."

With a to-go box in hand, I check my messages, figuring on at least one or two from Gavin. Nothing. He must be busy, I tell myself and get into the car as Kel rants to someone about how this

is her special day and she deserves the world.

I bite my lip, feeling a little bad for whoever is on the other end of the line.

After a detour to Glendale Florist for an order change that Kel insisted we had to do, she parks toward the front of Thomas.

"Your man is rich!"

I giggle, taking off my seat belt eagerly. Missing him already.

"I wouldn’t care if he was a janitor, Kel."

She turns to me, smiling.

"I know, sweetie. Don’t take too long, we’ve got that dinner tonight.”

I grab the food and make my way into the building, amazed at how massively huge it is.

I hop onto the elevator, smoothing my sundress down my backside and letting my hair out of its bun.

My mind starts to wander