Playing at Forever - By Michelle Brewer Page 0,14
to make this day just as good as the previous one.
“Oh no, long morning,” she responded, fully aware that she might be giving him the wrong idea, but not bothering to care.
“That was Tommy Davidson in the kitchen last night, wasn’t it?”
“Mmm-hm,” she nodded, walking toward the office so that she could put her few things away.
“I don’t think that’s very professional, Penelope.”
“Give me a break, Kevin. We were making dinner.”
“It looked like a lot more than that.”
“Well, what concern is it of yours?” her annoyance was beginning to show in her tone. Kevin had never been the biggest fan of Tommy’s, even back in high school.
“What is that guy even doing here?” Penny stopped walking suddenly, turning around to face the man who had once upon a time claimed to love, honor, and cherish her.
“I don’t know, Kev. Maybe he heard I was getting a divorce and decided now was the time to make his move.”
“Very funny.” Penny crossed her arms over her chest, offended that he wouldn’t even consider the possibility. “You’re just a small town girl, Penny. He’s beyond that.”
“I lied, Kevin. I do know why he came back.” She narrowed her eyes at him. “He’s here for me. Because, unlike you, Tommy actually keeps his promises.”
With that, she turned on her heel and walked away.
Tommy woke up to a very angry buzzing noise and he groaned, picking up the small piece of technology only to see Graham’s name glaring up at him. He closed his eyes and set the phone back down, opening them once more when the noise ceased.
When it started vibrating again moments later, he picked it up and threw it across the room, not caring where it landed.
His motel room was small—probably about the size of his bathroom back in L.A. But he didn’t mind—he didn’t need much. It was quiet, and nobody bothered him. That was a lot more than could be said for L.A.
The town hadn’t changed much over the years. He’d never been inside the motel when he was younger, but he could tell by simply looking that most of the décor hadn’t been updated in the ten years he’d been gone. Of course, the motel probably didn’t get a whole lot of business. Ravenside wasn’t exactly booming with tourists.
He remembered when his father, a Colonel in the military, had decided to bring them here. Tommy had hated it so much in the beginning—too quiet, too small, too boring. He had always longed for the fast-paced city life he’d never been given the chance to live.
Colonel Davidson had been a military man his whole life, though, and he would have none of that. Tommy was meant to grow up and follow in his father’s footsteps.
It had been even longer since he’d spoken to his father than it had been since he’d talked to Penny. Tommy was a disappointment, and the Colonel didn’t take disappointment too well.
He wondered if his father had always been that way. Thomas Sr. looked happy in the pictures Tommy had seen of his parents. And so did his mother. So that had to mean something—he had to be at least somewhat decent to get a woman to not only marry him, but to have his child.
Maybe it all went wrong with Tommy.
That wouldn’t be too surprising.
A knock sounded on the door and Tommy sat up, thinking back to the night before. He was sure he had put the ‘Do not disturb’ sign on the door. He glanced at the clock. No, it was too late for maid service.
Maybe it was Penny? He hadn’t told her when to expect him, so maybe she had come to seek him out instead?
The knock sounded once more and Tommy looked toward it. “Tom, I know you’re in there. Open up.”
He could only hear his heart pounding in his ears as his temper began to flare. “I’ll stand out here all day if I have to.” Tommy swore quietly under his breath as he jumped to his feet and crossed the room in two quick steps, throwing the door open.
“What the hell are you doing here?” Graham removed his sunglasses, peering around Tommy and into the room.
“You alone in there?”
“What are you doing here?” he repeated, pulling the door closed behind him.
“I was worried about you, Tom. You kind of just…took off.”
“And I took off for a reason. You didn’t seem all that worried back in L.A.” Tommy glared at the man. “How did you even find me?”
“You used your credit