Lincoln
I woke up with a really bad feeling. It continued throughout the day - Dani's birthday. I couldn't shake it, maybe because for the first time in my life, I was happy. That had to mean something was going to go to hell, right?
Filming was short for me that day, which was good since I wanted to get ready for the birthday bonfire on the beach. My car had finally arrived from Malibu, which made me less stressed. I knew she hated my truck, so I was glad that I could finally drive her places where she wouldn't be white-knuckling the door the entire time, thinking we were going to get hit.
My cell phone buzzed in my pocket.
Dani: You like?
Attached was a picture of her in a short black dress; she was turned, showing me the scooped back.