She exhaled a breath that she seemed to have been holding for months. “I love you,” Riva said.
Benton grinned. “I know. Now go put on clothes that match.” 18: Bad Idea
As Daisy’s GPS barked the last few directions to get her to the motel where Benton was staying, every one of her doubts crowded in on her. She parked her car and sat in the lot in the fading sun, taking deep breaths. Pulling out her phone, she thought of texting Jo, but what would that do besides get her another lecture?
Daisy knewthis was a bad idea, but that didn’t matter. She didn’t know what to call her feelings for Riva, but whatever they were, they were strong. She couldn’t really imagine this evening ending in any pleasant way. There would be some sort of fight, or someone would leave crying, but all she could think about was Riva’s head on her shoulder and the promise of Riva’s kiss.