It was them.
“Because we don’t exist out there, Kyler. We exist in the dark. In secret texts. In parking lots after everyone’s gone home.” She laughed, but it came out wet. “I’m tired of being your ‘tonight.’ I want to be your ‘right now.’” it's us tonight kyler quinn
His thumb hovered over the keyboard. He typed something, hesitated, then turned the phone toward her. It was them
Tonight. Tomorrow. Every night after.
That was it. Not an invitation. Not come with us . A dismissal wrapped in a promise. ” Mia said.
“Hey,” Mia said.