Chapter 25

"It took a little longer dropping the boxes off then I assumed it would," I lie into my phone. "Do you still want me to come over to finish the project?"

"Of course," Nate says. His voice is deep and smooth in my ear and it calms my anxiety over the situation.

"Okay, I'll be there in--" I slam on my breaks when I reach my driveway. "What the hell?"

"Kelly, what's wrong? Did you hit a deer?" For the first time ever, my mind manages to zone Nate's voice out.

My hands turn white from my grip on the steering wheel. I look like a deer in headlights as I stare at the truck parked in my driveway. What makes me feel like I was hit by a car is the person leaning against said truck speaking to my mother.

"Kelly? Kelly!" Nate's voice has grown panicked and it pulls me out of my foggy brain.

"I have to go," I manage to say and cut the call with Nate.

I get out of my car and slam the door shut behind me. This catches the attention of our guest and my mother.

"Look, dear," my mother says watchin