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My body is wound so tightly, I could snap. That was the stupidest thing I have ever done in my life.
“Where have you been and what did the door do to you?” Freya asks.
Startled, I spin around and point at her. “What are you doing here?”
“I live here.”
“Weren’t you on a date with James?”
She rolls her eyes. “We had a fight. We’ll be fine—it’s pretty much sorted already—I just didn’t fancy staying at his tonight,” she adds, sensing my line of questioning. “Now, tell me what happened with you.”
“What? Nothing’s happening.”
“You slammed the door, activated the alarm, and you look… um, dishevelled.”
That’s one way of putting it. I’ve never been kissed so thoroughly before. It’s plain cruel that it was with him.
I flatten my hair with trembling hands. “I’m fine.”
“Did you think someone was following you?” she asks, peering past me to look out of the small window in the door. “You’re perfectly safe.”
“No, it’s nothing like that. Just an argument with Casper.”
It’s the most believable thing and almost the whole truth.
CHAPTERTWENTY
I’ve had three glorious days of a peaceful mind thanks to my superb avoidance skills. I say glorious, but all I’ve done is obsess about the kiss. In the end, I only told Imani and Freya about Casper having me arrested just so we could sit there and bitch about him.
I needed a distraction from the blinding lust.
It worked for as long as they were telling me what a bastard he is. Now I’m back to fixating on being pinned to his door.
Why did he kiss me? What does he want? Why did I like it? Why didn’t either of us throw up after?
What. Does. This. Mean?
Everything is muddled.
He even had the audacity to call me yesterday. I watched the phone ring with wide eyes. I mean, why couldn’t he have text? Anyway, I didn’t answer, and he didn’t send a message.
There’s a part of me that regrets not picking up and finding out what he was going to say. I half want to hear his defence. In the end, I decided it didn’t matter. We’re too toxic, and there’s absolutely no excuse for the way he behaved.
I’m the one who’s the most screwed up, though. Of course, he pulled the arrest crap. Why wouldn’t he throw a massive tantrum when he couldn’t get his own way? I know this is how he operates.
Despite all of that, I still kissed him back. I spent nearly two hours in the police station and still tried to screw his brains out.
The library has been fairly quiet all day. Most people are back at school now as exams are getting close. Not everyone has lectures yet. Reggie and I have our first one back next week.
The spring weather is unpredictable. This morning, the sky was clouded, and it was drizzling. Now it’s bright sunshine. It puts a smile on my face as the sun warms my cheeks.
As I’m crossing the quad, I do a double take.
My heart stops.
I splay my arms out as if the world has suddenly tilted.
No.
