Page 52 of Lust & Lollipops

Everyone was quiet again while we walked to the voting area. I was at the back of the line, and Kyle was the only guy stupid enough—or smart enough—to walk beside me.

It was the first time I’d been to the vote since that first day, but it was worse than the first one.

My heart sank as Rhett read the votes.

Chris

Reid

Chris

Chris

Chris

Reid was supposed to go home. How had the vote switched to Chris?

The only thing I could think of was the way I’d caught Cameron watching me laugh with Chris.

But Cam wouldn’t have come up with the idea to vote out my only other good option, would he? If he was booted at four, after getting rid of Chris, I’d have to choose between Travis, Kyle, and Reid.

And Travis would’ve been the best option.

Travis.

So it couldn’t have been Cam’s idea.

…Right?

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MOLLY

I didn’t say a word on the walk back to the shelter.

Or as I cuddled up in the blanket Travis had packed for me.

Travis, my possible future mate.

I was going to be sick.

I didn’t want a mate at all. And now the one guy I somewhat trusted had probably broken my trust again.

So what the hell was I going to do?

Kyle walked over to my shelter and leaned up against the tree nearest to it. “What’s going on, Doll?”

“For the love of all that is holy, stop calling me that,” I said, staring up at the stars through the tree branches above us.

“I will if you will.”

“I call you by your name,” I said, flashing him a look.

“I mean that I’ll call you Molly, if you tell me why I can’t smell your pheromones anymore.”

Squeezing my eyes shut, I let out a breath.

A long breath.

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