Page 113 of Trust Again
For a second there was silence.
And then all hell broke loose.
Allie screamed and jumped up so quickly that the table wobbled violently. Monica and Ethan started asking questions while Kaden gave Spencer a high five and stood up. Suddenly, Ethan had lifted me up and was twirling me around.
“Congratulations, baby girl!” Scott shouted.
I was thrown into the arms of one person after another.
Monica and Isaac wanted to know exactly what happened in the novel, and Scott and Everly started talking about marketing they wanted to do, while Allie and Kaden told me how proud they were of me. My friends bombarded me with questions, while Sawyer documented everything with her camera.
Suddenly, Spencer’s hand was on my back.
“Excuse me a moment,” he said, and pushed me toward the dance floor.
“What do you think you’re doing?” I asked.
“I like this song, I’m an egotist, and want you to myself for three and a half minutes.”
Spencer pulled me close.
“I’m so damn proud of you,” he whispered in my ear, as his hands wandered over my body.
“And I’m proud of you,” I replied.
He buried his face in my neck. That was one of the things that Spencer had yet to learn: how to accept compliments. There were still days when he was oppressed by the weight of his past and felt overcome with guilt for what had happened to Olivia. But we’d handle it.
One day at a time.
