Page 48 of Wylder and the Almost Rockstar
“I don’t need you.” But she didn’t let go of his hand.
Devyn’s annoyance faded from her gaze, and she lowered herself to lay on Wylder’s other side. “Well, why didn’t you just say that?” She shifted. “The frost is seeping into my clothes.”
Wylder laughed, reaching over to nudge her roommate. “I love you, Dev.”
“She’s laughing. Killian, I thought you said she needed us.”
Killian’s eyes narrowed as he turned his head to look at Wylder. “She does. She’s just trying not to.”
Stupid guy knew her too well.
“So.” Killian tugged her arm, shifting them so Wylder rested her head on his shoulder. “What happened?”
“Why do you think something happened?”
“You think you’re a tough girl, Wylds, that you’re closed off and distant. But I can read you like a book.”
This was not how Wylder planned the morning to go. Laying with Killian and Devyn in the dewy grass and thinking about the kiss of the century.
“It’s about a boy.” Devyn rose up on an elbow and looked down at her. “I can tell.”
“How?” Wylder wasn’t proud of the way the word squeaked out.
“Because nothing shakes you. Not bad grades or rumors. You don’t care what people think about you. I’ve kind of always envied that.”
“Aw, Dev.”
Devyn ignored her. “Your family is like the all-American family. Your brother annoys you but not enough to make you run. Which only leaves one thing. A boy.”
“That doesn’t only leave one thing. I could be upset about global warming or human rights offenses in Xinjiang. I could be worried about what happens to me after graduation since I’m not going to college. What about the many wars going on? Or honestly, just the fact that I live in Ohio.”
Devyn’s brow lifted. “Well, I know you care about global warming and human rights issues. But those aren’t new. Something happened recently. The college thing doesn’t bother you. I can tell. And Ohio… hate to break it to you, Wylder, but you secretly love this place. You just don’t like to admit it.”
“How do you—”
“We might not be as close as you and Killian, but I’ve lived with you since the start of last year. I pay attention.”
A grin broke out across Wylder’s face. “I think you like me, Dev.”
Devyn shook her head. “That’s beside the point. Tell us what boy thing happened to make the anti-exercise Wylder come running.”
Killian had been silent during this exchange, but he spoke up now. “It’s not Sebastian is it?”
“No. That’s way over.”
“Then…” His eyes widened. “Oh my gosh. You kissed Logan.”
“What?” She sat up. “How could you possibly have guessed that?”
“I owe Diego twenty bucks,” he groaned.
“Wait.” She slapped his stomach. “You two bet on me?”
“I owe him too.” Devyn scowled. “I thought it would take a little longer.”
“What is happening?” Wylder hid her face in her hands. How did Diego—the most oblivious boy Wylder had ever known—see this coming, and she hadn’t?
Killian sat up beside her. “Forget the bet. You and Logan? Is that why you’re so upset this morning?”
