him for the rest of the evening. I didn’t want to think we had a weird moment outside but it kind of felt like we did. There was definitely some kind of strange chemistry in the air.
But I shouldn’t and wouldn’t be having any “moments” with neither him nor anyone else for a long time. I was going to focus on me, Ava number 1!
Pulling up to V’s, she races into the shower as she takes double the amount of time I do to get ready. I look through my clothes wondering what the dress code will be. I decide, seeing as the temperature is still stifling, I will wear a gorgeous blue simple but stylish silk dress that flows out to the knee. Choosing shoes, I find myself wondering which ones would make me the perfect height to peer into someone’s beautiful blue eyes. Shaking that thought out of my head, I settle for the lowest heel.
When I am ready, dressed and waiting on V who has changed five times I look at my phone. He hasn’t called or even texted me. Why? What have I done that he can’t even be civil towards me? I need closure damn him. In my pretty dress, standing in V’s kitchen looking at my phone I decide that’s what I need to do to move on; to ease this ache, even just a fraction.
I feel happy, well maybe the word is relieved that after all this, there may be light for me, when all I have been surrounded in is darkness.
*****
“Why are you so smiley?” V asks suspiciously. Cruising down some very ritzy houses by the beach I breathe in the ocean breeze.
“I have made a decision. I am going to get closure with Harper. That’s what I need to do to move on.” I am scared to look at V as she is quiet, which is not a good sign.
“What do you mean by closure? Oh Av, you’re not thinking of going all Basic Instinct on his ass are you?”
“No V, even though the bastard does deserve it. I think I am going to send an email. Seeing as he’s chained to his desk all day long, he’s certain to get it. I’ll explain how I feel and that I need closure to move on, I respect his decision, wish him a happy life, and so long etcetera,” I say quickly hoping to convince her and myself that this genius plan would work.
V doesn’t look convinced and sighs. “Babe I get you need closure, but I don’t want you to get your hopes up that this tool will actually contact you. He has made no effort to contact you so far, and he knows you’re back home. What makes you think he will respond to an email? He’s a jerk and jerks like him don’t respond to anything unless it benefits them or their dicks.”
She’s right but I just can’t go on like this. “I know V but I have to at least try. Maybe if I try, that’ll be enough. I can tell myself I did all I could, and maybe just maybe...” I pause on the verge of tears, “I’ll believe it.”
V throws her arms around my waist while I swerve. “V!”
“Sorry you just looked so sad; it was a knee jerk reaction. Anyway, enough with this depressing talk, because that’s where our party is.” Pointing to a huge three story mansion on the beach front she raises an eyebrow excitedly.
“For tonight just forget about it all okay. Have a good night, let your hair down and forget Harper Holden ever crossed your path.”
I smile half-heartedly, if only it was that simple.
Chapter 7:
Quiet Company
T his house is a freaking castle, modern chic castle that is. We peer up at the towering white building that is mostly made up of glass. I can see inside that the party is in full swing.
“Whose house is this?” It’s a palace. A very modern, I can see right through the house kind of palace but it’s gorgeous.
“It’s Andy’s girlfriend Mariah’s house. Her dad is a senator and this is their beach house. They come here on vacation and rent it out when it’s unoccupied. Mariah is a doll. She and Andy are meant for one another. I can’t wait for us to all hang out and be best friends.” She smiles breathlessly while we scale the long driveway.
Finally