“I’m going to come stay at your place for a few days,” I tell Tylar, shivering even more at the thought of going home to Chris. “When do you leave for Rome?” “Sunday,” she says as we sit on the steps, waiting for our ride. “I know you want to ask. So ask.” I shrug. “What you and Dez do is none of my business.” “It was that stupid game,” she says, sighing. “I thought I was going to sleep with him, then Kade made them all leave.”
