Chapter 15. The Perfect Time

ASHLENE

I believe the secret was out now. Lyle already knew I was back, and apparently, that meant he wanted to see me. I knew why.

No one was supposed to know this, but Lyle and I had a one night of a goddamn mistake. We were both drunk then, basking in the presence of alcohol. I was at his place because Anton and I had a fight. Besides him being Anton’s closest friend, he was also my friend of convenience. I drove to his place with tears streaming down my face.

He offered me a beer and listened to all my rants. But then, one kiss happened. And then something more. By morning, I made him swear never to tell that night to anyone. Especially Dylan, who was already my boyfriend at that time.

It was a mistake I wish had never happened. Until now.

“Ash, is something wrong? You got quiet,” Grace asked.

The girls were now on the dance floor, grinding their bodies with strangers. Grace was the only one beside me; she’d never been a fan of club flirting.