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“It’s your first one with a date, right?”
The fact that he didn’t know was what killed me. Because I remembered each of his dates freshman, sophomore, and junioryear. I’d cut them out of pictures but they still haunted me. “Yes.”
“Are you two getting a hotel room after?”
“What? No.” Wait, I shouldn’t have said that. I think a lot of students did. Especially ones that were dating. “Are you and Soph?”
Axel laughed. “No. Soph and I are just friends.”
I looked up at him.
He reached down and brushed some hair off my forehead. “Get some sleep, Scarlett.”
I stared up at him. I really didn’t want to close my eyes. I was giving all my firsts to someone I didn’t even know. When I should have been giving them all to him. But Axel didn’t want them.
I rolled over and closed my eyes. And as soon as I did, the image of Jacob between my thighs popped into my head.
I opened my eyes and stared at the wall.
“Are you okay?” Axel asked.
“Yeah, fine.” I grabbed my red panda stuffed animal and pulled it to my chest. “Night, love you.”No. What did I just say?!It was like I could feel Axel’s gaze piercing through the back of my head. Why had I just said that? I was used to my mom and dad telling me goodnight when I was in bed. Not Axel.Screw me.
“I love you too, Scarlett.”
I swear I stopped breathing. I knew he didn’t meanhe loved meloved me. He was just saying he loved me as a friend. Because of course he did. He was one of my best friends.
But this time when I closed my eyes, I pictured Axel’s face between my thighs.
I don’t think I’d ever been more confused in my life.
Scarlett and the Fake Boyfriend - Chapter 15 – Liam Is Such a Slut
Saturday
“Pumpkin, did you hear what I asked?” my dad said.
“Hm?” I hadn’t been listening to the conversation at the dinner table. I was a little preoccupied because the inside of my head felt like a maze I had no idea how to navigate.
“I was wondering what the highlight of your week was?”
“The highlight of my week?” I asked. “What is this nonsense?”
My mom laughed. “We thought it would be fun at family dinners on Saturday to discuss our favorite moments of the week.”
I just stared at her.
“So we can all catch up,” she added when I didn’t answer the ridiculous question. “You’ve been quiet at dinner recently.”
Because my life was in shambles and I couldn’t talk to them about it. “Aren’t you going to be late for your gala?”
My parents were dressed to the nines. My dad was in a tux with a bowtie and my mom was in a dress that was very lowcut. If I wore it, I’d be grounded for sure. They should have been out to dinner at some fancy restaurant before their night out. But they rarely ever missed dinner with us.
My dad looked at his watch. “Nope. We have plenty of time.”
Great.
“So...what was your highlight?”
