Chapter 352. Tiff and Samuel: 10

Samuel’s POV

Tiff isn’t answering my calls, and she’s not responding to my texts. What the fuck did I do wrong? I don’t understand. The other night was basically the best night of my life. I know that it was hers, too, but here I am about to arrive at Carrington’s mansion for the rehearsal and dinner with no word from her. Perhaps I can speak with her alone when I get there.

I pull up to the front of the mansion, and Carrington has valet parking. Of course, he does — nothing but the best for Carrington. I walk in the front door and walk into organized chaos. There have to be 20 people working on decorating for the big day tomorrow. I catch my pretty little Red over with Morgan. She doesn’t look up at me at all. I wanted to run over to her, take her in my arms, and steal every one of her breaths with my kisses. I will bide my time, though.

“Samuel