I was still trying to justify following him up to his parents’, and I was coming up empty. I had things to do. Places to be. Practice. A charity engagement on Monday. A meeting with my agent. There was no room on the list of eight thousand things for nonsense. But apparently a week’s worth of Kelly ignoring my calls was enough to send me into full-blown stalker mode. Hell, things weren’t right in my world if I didn’t see Kelly for too long. So the fuck what. Everyone had a crutch. My crutch just happened to be of the dark-haired, gray-eyed, mouthy, and annoying variety.
