Thanks to the scowl on my face, it didn’t take people too long to catch on, and soon everyone except for Bobby and his date had cleared out. It wasn’t cold out, but my nerves were so fried I felt a chill all the way to my core. After checking on Wyatt for the hundredth time, I pulled a sweater over my dress and went back outside to look for Derek. Feeling the shivers run through me yet again, I wrapped both arms around myself and searched the side of the house for him. When I spotted him down at the end, I started toward him. “We got sloppy. All these fucking people in the house. That door should have never been unlocked!” I didn’t mean to be shouting. Especially not at Derek. But somehow I knew he’d just take it. “It wasn’t.” He was so much fucking calmer than me. Even after being yelled at for no reason. “What are you talking about? Then how the hell did he get in?” I was only a few feet away now and I was still speaking at a volume that suggested he was standing on the opposite end of a football field.
