Another Wrong Turn?

Chapter Nineteen: Diamond Necklace

            Again, she blushed and Miranda laughed. “Well, you said there’s no-sex rule when you two live together!” Suzanne argued.

            “Ah, but I can keep a secret, right?”

            She rolled her eyes at me. “By now, you should really leave my house.”

            I laughed. “Whatever.” And without another word, I left the room.

            “I’m home!” I shouted as I shut the door behind me.

            When no one answered, I shrugged and walked upstairs to my room. Maybe Vince already left or went out to buy some last-minute preparations of his important double date.

            On my fifth step, a hand suddenly tapped my shoulders, making me scream in surprise and trip on my step. Luckily, the one who startled me was strong enough to hold my waist and stop me from falling.

            The grip on my waist loosened so I was able to turn around and face the person behind me. I knew it was Vince—who would be staying inside my house, then? But when I glanced at the person behind me, I gasped, startled. “What are you doing here?”

            Ian shrugged. “I was here since two in the afternoon and I was waiting for three hours. Where were you?”

            “At Suzanne’s. Why didn’t you call me? And who let you in?”

            He laughed. “Take it easy with the questions, Victoria. I did call you but your phone was off. Vince let me in but he already left so he could buy some things for his date tonight. Any more questions?”

            “Yes. Why are you here?”

            He grinned. “Straight to the point, are we? Well, I was thinking that you might be lonely tonight because your best friend and your brother are going out. So I was thinking maybe I can keep you some company?”

            I blinked. “You want to spend time with me?”

            “Sure, why not? Maybe I can sort out my feelings too.”

            A moment of silence passed. Then a smile appeared on my face. “Sure, you can stay here. What do—?”

            “No, I was thinking maybe we could go to my house?”

            I frowned at that. “What? Why would we stay in your house when we’re in my house?”

            “Well, there’s something I wanted to show you.”

            “Then why didn’t you bring it here?”

            He rolled his eyes. “Are you coming or what?”

            I laughed. “Yes, Mr. Impatient.”

            Ian’s hand enveloped to mine and my heart skipped a beat. Sure, he holds my hands a lot of times now but my heart always flutters whenever it happens. I smiled as he dragged me outside my house. When I looked out at my driveway, I frowned. “Where’s your car?”

            “I didn’t bring it.”

            “Why?”

            “Well, I don’t want to.”