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But the way his jaw clenched and his hands strangled the steering wheel, I knew it was harsh.
He didn’t say anything, though, not another word as we rolled through the gate and into the street.
It wasn’t harsh. He is nothing to you.
You are nothing to each other.
Nothing but a couple of idiots who are about to be related to each other, and crossed a line you never should’ve crossed.
If only I could’ve made myself believe it.
ChapterTwenty-Eight
Jolie
On the drive home from Bliss, my anger faded, a little.
Mostly, I felt hurt. Because Shane seemed to think I was actuallydoingsomething with that guy. Something I shouldn’t be.
I wasn’t that kind of girl, though.
I mean, I wasn’t his girlfriend or anything. I wasn’this.
But I was there with him. It was a sort of date, wasn’t it? He took me to that party as his guest, and I’d never mess around with some other guy in a situation like that. Even at a sex club where they were basically offering up the sex like party favors.
It wasn’t far from the Bliss estate to Mom’s house, but it seemed to take forever in the strained silence. Every moment he didn’t speak to me it just hurt more. And as soon as we’d rolled to a stop in the driveway, I jumped out of his car and ran for the front door.
Maybe I didn’t want to hear whatever he might say.
“Jolie.” I heard him get out of the car behind me, the biting way he said my name, but I didn’t stop. I had no idea if he had keys to his dad’s house anymore, or how he’d gotten in that night when he surprised me in the kitchen. But I locked the front door behind myself and ran up to my bedroom, locking that door, too.
Jacob and Mom were probably asleep in bed. It was late. He wouldn’t wake the whole house to pick an argument with me, would he?
I dug in my little purse for my phone, spilling the contents on my bedside table. I texted Alyssa before I could calm down and change my mind.
Me:You were right. I feel stuff for Shane. It’s definitely hatred and it’s growing.
Me:Tomorrow please remind me that I’m leaving in 2 weeks and I need to STOP FUCKING HIM.
I tossed the phone down and stripped off my sexy outfit. As I stormed past the doors to the balcony on my way to the bathroom, I saw him outside.
I scrambled to put my glasses back on and stared.
Shane was standing below my window, in the moonlight, like some freaking werewolf or something, looking right at me.
A shiver zigzagged down my spine.
I couldn’t see his facial expression well, or his eyes in the dark, but he was definitely staring right at me.
He was holding a phone to his ear.
I glanced at my phone, which was lighting up on the bedside table.
I knew he could see me, standing here in nothing but my panties.
So, I peeled them off, slowly, then took my time making sure the balcony door was locked, even though there was no way to reach it from down there.
Then I selected a pair of fresh panties and a lace cami to sleep in. I lingered in the window again to make sure he got an eyeful. Then I ditched my glasses, closed myself into the bathroom and got in the shower. Too bad he couldn’t see me in here, too. He’d had a hard-on at the club all night. Every time I pressed up against him, I’d felt it.
