When I pulled into the driveway with Landon in my passenger seat, the front light turned on. I cursed under my breath, knowing Mom had been waiting for me to come home. She couldn’t berate me last night, so she had to now.
“I’ll let you in through the back door in, like, twenty minutes, okay?” I told Landon.
“All right.”
I narrowed my eyes at him. “Promise me you won’t go anywhere.”
“I promise, Imani.”
After arching my brow, I grabbed my backpack and things from the backseat and ran through the rain and to the house, taking a deep breath before I stepped through the door.
“How was the game?” Mom asked as soon as I stepped into the house, my hair frizzy beyond belief and matted to my forehead.
I hated getting my hair wet in the rain, but I would one thousand percent do it again for K
