Read Online Siempre by Tessa Cárdenas - Free Book Online

hell had actually frozen over. Travis had ended rehearsal a full ten minutes early.
    “I know. And he gave me cab money because he loves you, but it’s going to be pointless if we don’t go. Unless you want to actually confront him, but then Travis might decide we can rehearse for ten more minutes.”
    “I thought you weren’t going to send Alana home with me,” Sean said as Alana pulled him up and handed him his things.
    “I never said that—or promised not to buy the shovel. But I have to stay. If I cancel….” Travis didn’t finish the sentence, but he didn’t have to. Travis never canceled any rehearsals. If he did, the whole company would want to know why.
    Sean nodded and followed Alana out of the room and down the stairs. At least he could appreciate her ability to hail a cab in ten seconds at any given moment.
    “Are you actually under orders to follow me into the apartment?”
    “I’m not doing anything to make him any madder at me, so you’re pretty much stuck with me,” Alana answered as she leaned against him in the back of the cab. She was quiet for the ride and the walk to the apartment, but she called out as he moved to the bathroom to shower.
    “Sean? Should I just not have said anything?”
    “No.” Sean sighed and leaned against the doorframe. “It’s better that I know sooner than later.”
    “Okay.” Alana let him close the bathroom door before calling in, “Travis said not to let you shower longer than twenty minutes. Otherwise, I have permission to go in and drag you out in case you’re crying.”
    “I hate you both,” Sean called back.
    Sean had three texts from Jaime ten minutes apart and a missed call when he got out of the shower and dug his phone out of his dance bag.
    Outside in the usual spot.
    We had plans, right?
    Ok. Did I miss something? If I’d known I was getting stood up, I would have brought reading for class to kill time.
    “Don’t call him,” Alana said. She was leaning against the door to his bedroom in sweats and a T-shirt. She’d taken her own shower in only five minutes.
    “I stood him up, and he doesn’t know why.” Sean scrolled back through the last few weeks of text history filled with casual comments, plans to meet up, and more than a few sexts. There was nothing he really should have gotten feelings from. “He never told me he wasn’t seeing anyone else.”
    “You are the most transparent person I’ve ever met. If he didn’t know how you felt, he didn’t want to know.” Alana lay down on the bed next to him and turned on her side to face him. “Also, if I let you call him, Travis will be mad at me. More mad at me. If I have to guilt you into not calling him by reminding you that I told on myself for your sake, I am not above that.”
    Sean didn’t answer as he scrolled through his texts again.
    “Come on. Leave it for now.” Alana eased the phone out of his hand and set it on the table by his bed. “I will even watch shitty Lifetime TV with you. We’ll make Travis cook us dinner when he gets home. I’ll text him.”
    “Jaime can cook. He makes breakfast when I stay over.” Maybe because he couldn’t cook, Sean had made something out of that. He had wanted to ignore the evidence that Jaime made breakfast every day, whether he was there or not.
    “I’m sure Travis can beat him in grilled cheese skills. He’ll throw in some bacon. You can have bacon. You have earned bacon.” Alana flipped the remote to some kind of reality show and picked up her phone to text Travis before settling against Sean.
    He managed to pretend to pay attention to the show Alana had put on, but he still jumped when his phone vibrated forty minutes later.
    “Maybe it’s Travis,” Sean said when Alana stopped him from reaching for it.
    “I told Travis to text me so you wouldn’t have to pick up your phone.”
    “What if it’s my mom?” Sean knew his mom would be more likely to call, but it wasn’t like Jaime was the only person to ever text