She turned to see Beau hustling across the parking lot, but she didn’t want to hear any half-hearted apologies or explanations. She just needed togethome.
Angling into the driver’s seat, she cranked up the engine and waited for Rebecca to close her door before speeding out of the parking lot. Luckily, she swerved in time to miss the two brothers who had come running after theirdates.
“What the hell is going on?” Rebeccademanded.
Tears brimming at the corners of her eyes, she shook her head. “IkissedBeau.”
“That’s great!” she cried. “Why aren’t you back there making outwithhim?”
She gripped the steering wheel more tightly as she slammed her foot down on the accelerator. “Because I’m an idiot and I shouldn’t have kissed him. Daniel was my date and Beau was trying to be all respectful of that, and I justruinedit.”
A stretch of silence passed between them before Rebecca broke it. “Daniel saw youkisshim?”
Tara nodded, feeling her throat close up with all the crazy, unwarranted emotions that would soonchokeher.
“Damn,” she muttered. “I told him to go in and tell you that I wanted to go home. Maybe if I had stalled a littlelonger– “
“No,” Tara interrupted. “It was my fault. I don’t even know what to do now. I like Beau so much, but he wants me for his brother, I know it. He doesn’t want me.” She didn’t need the book to understandthatmuch.
Her friend had no consoling words, no sage advice to give. All she did was reach out and touch Tara’s shoulders that were already shuddering with theimpendingsobs.
