Tara's POV
It was on my mind all night that I couldn't sleep. Everyone had gone to bed or at least, they were planning to now where I just kept turning and tossing.
"So he's been married before, so what? I've been married before as well and he doesn't seem to have a problem with that." I got up from the bed, "I mean, he has met that moron Derek and he's still talking freely with me, isn't he?" So why was I still jealous after meeting that proud girl? Ana or what was her name again?
"Damn it!" That was it. I had to see Arlo and just confirm what that was. I mean, what if he still has feelings for me as he used to say? This was his time to talk better and reassure me. I didn't care about the lady, I mean, she was pretty but so was I.
Before I knew it, I was already knocking on Arlo's room door. He opened up almost as soon as I had started banging the door.