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Right now, she’s a loose wire.

Sure, she has someone, but I can’t be sure about her finances.

I’m not sure how Ronald set her up.

If he gave her money before he went away.

It isn’t my business to ask.

I’m trying to protect myself.

Now, I’m just trying to get as far away from everything, including Trent, as possible.

Eight months.

You can do anything for eight months.

“Listen,” Heather says, turning to face me so she knows she has my attention. “Do what you have to do. Keep your eyes open. Don’t ever let your guard down. Be careful and bide your time.”

“I will.”

“And know I am always here for you. Always.”

“Thanks, I appreciate it.”

“Come on. If we don’t stop talking, we will never pass this class. Especially after what happened last time you were here, you don’t want to draw any more attention to yourself.”

She’s right.

Everything she said is true.

I can get through anything. I have already been through so much. I can handle a rich prick like Trent.

I just need to keep my wits about me.

Not pay attention to him.

Stay far away from him.

And certainly not allow myself to even look at him.

Because that’s one thing I didn’t tell her.

I might have told her how I stripped bare for him, but I didn’t mention that a part of me wanted him to look.

I wanted to get a rise out of him, and a small part, a part I don’t want to acknowledge, wanted to see the hate in his eyes replaced by lust.

And for the briefest moment, I got my wish.

Chapter

Seventeen

PAYTON

I hate that I dutifully came back here.

I hate that I’m playing this game.

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