An hour earlier….
Eva POV
Knocking at the door let me know Tyler was here. He’s picking me up, then we are meeting Chelsea and a reluctant Brently for dinner before heading to the woods near the lake where the party is being held.
When I open the door, Tyler, dressed in faded jeans and a branded t-shirt, does a double take, his eyes traveling over my frame.
“Wow,” Tyler places his hand over his mouth, his other hand hugging his side as he looks me up and down.
“I know,” I grimaced, looking down at my tiny shorts, “I should change into jeans. They’re too short, aren’t they?”
“No,” Tyler quickly shook his head. “No, no, no. They are absolutely perfect. More than perfect. I think you look…. amazing.”
“Thanks,” I smiled shyly.
“Who’s this?” Mom came up from behind me where I was stan
