Shaking her head, she whispered, “I’m sorry. I’m okay, Tristan. It’s just been a long day.”
Now it was Dodge’s turn to step closer to Sierra. “Will you at least let one of us walk you to your car?”
Looking between both of us, Sierra’s eyes widened. “Um . . . no I’d rather be alone. Thanks though.” She quickly began walking off, never once looking back.
“Tristan, what in the hell happened?”
Watching Sierra walk away, I slowly shook my head. “I’m not really sure, but I think Sierra may have just had a bit of a breakdown.”
“Pesh, good going there, Tristan.”
Slowly looking back at Dodge, I narrowed my eye at him. “Fuck you, asshole. At least I’m not known as the guy who is only good for a fucking. By the way, stay the hell away from Sierra.”
Dodge pulled his head back and laughed. “Excuse me? Are you seriously telling me to stay away from a girl who is not even your girlfriend?”
“Yeah, I am.”
Pushing past him, I began walking up Sixth Street to where my car was parked. My head was spinning right now. Seeing Sierra break down about killed me. I wasn’t sure what caused Sierra to snap and that bothered me.
Running my hand through my hair, I let out a whispered, “Fuck,” as I opened the door to my car and climbed in. I needed fresh air and wide open spaces. I needed the ranch. That was the only way I was going to be able to clear my head and get my game plan down on what I was going to do next with Ryn. It was decision time. I was either going to walk away from the one girl who had brought feelings alive in me that I had never experienced, or I was going to fight like hell to put my own fears aside and take a risk.
“SO ARE YOU GOING TO tell me what is bothering you, Sierra?”
Tipping her head up, Sierra looked at me. “Nothing is bothering me. Why do you ask?”
I looked around Nordstrom’s and gestured with my hands. “We are in the middle of your favorite store, in the shoe department, and you have yet to pick up anything and say you had to have it.”
Giving me a weak smile and a small shrug, Sierra walked over to a pair of silver high heel shoes. “I guess it’s just the holidays are getting me down. I used to go over to my ex asshole’s parents’ at Christmas, and with it only being a little over two weeks away, I guess I’m starting to feel sad. It’s stupid.”