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I remember both our sins.
And I internally scold myself for thinking with my dick when it comes to her once again.
This won’t end well, I remind myself.
No shit.
Chapter
Thirty-One
PAYTON
I sit on the edge of the bed, head in my hands.
What the hell was that?
Did we almost kiss?
Why is it that I hear the venom from his lips but still want to feel them on mine?
He hates me. He hates how his father cared about me but not his own daughter. He hates how his father sold his sister when he had the money and instead spent it on me.
For fuck’s sake, this is not how I should feel.
But as I step out of my clothes to climb into bed, I wish the door would open. I wish he would come in, grab me, and kiss me. Hard and unapologetic. A wall kiss, like you read in romance books and see in movies.
Again. Why?
Why do I have this feeling that he could be more than my tormentor?
Payton, you need sleep.
After the week I have had, the last thing I want to do is perform for Trent Aldridge.
Not only am I in a crap mood because I’m not doing too hot in my classes, but I’m also so fucking tired.
Commuting sucks.
Yeah, sure. Trent gave me a ride a few days ago, but since the ice cream, he’s been missing in action.
He didn’t even come with me to volunteer.
I found the address on the counter in my room and a note reminding me of my obligation to him.
Ass.
His place is big, but I still haven’t seen him anywhere.
Does he even sleep here?
Does Trent have a girlfriend?
The idea of it makes my stomach hurt.
I shouldn’t care.
I don’t want to like him. Not with the way he is vindictive, then caring, and then ghosting me the next second.
