Java Break (Java Cupid Series, Contributing Authors Book 1) by Lynn Donovan & Java Cupid Series

Author:Lynn Donovan & Java Cupid Series [Donovan, Lynn]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-05-16T18:30:00+00:00

SIX

Dillon certainly didn’t look like he agreed with her suggestion to cool it for now. In fact, he looked hurt. But what else could she say? It was late, she was tired, he needed to go home or go to bed. One or the other. She wasn’t going to share her bed with him again until he knew what he wanted. Regardless of what his dad or her mom decided. They had to make this basic decision independent of anyone else’s plans.

Wendy tried to sleep. But it was impossible. Everything that had happened tonight swirled in her head. She could hear the wind blowing outside her bedroom window. She felt like it was blowing all her thoughts around in her head, too. Prissy-Priscilla-Priss. Her mom, she’d never seen her so happy. Blake, he seemed like a really nice man and so thoughtful to her mom. Dillon, suddenly he wasn’t sure what he wanted with this relationship. School, she was behind on her studies, and she couldn’t let that happen.

But she couldn’t concentrate on any of it now. She drew a hot bath with Epsom salt and soaked. But still she couldn’t slow the tempest in her mind. She sat in bed, chewing her fingernails and staring at her phone. Should she call Dillon? Was the ultimatum she made fair? He was an amazing guy. So much fun to be with, great sense of humor. He made a great cup of coffee. She chuckled. And he had the best kisses she’d ever experienced. Not that she’d experienced as much as Priscilla… Anger raised its ugly head.

She kicked off the covers and stood beside her bed. Maybe a warm cup of milk. She padded to the kitchen. Her phone in hand. She thumbed it to life.

Pouring some milk in a Java Cupid coffee mug she had bought, she put it in the microwave oven, and pressed thirty seconds, then start. She looked at her phone. Dillon’s number was ringing. “OH.” She lifted it to her ear. The ring tone sounded. And again. And again. Then an answer. “Dillon?”

A whispered voice. “Hello?”

Wendy paused. The microwave dinged, but she ignored it. “I-is Dillon there?”

“Yes,” the woman whispered.

Wendy dipped her head. Anger reignited in her gut. “May I speak to him?”

“No.” The voice continued to whisper. “ He’s asleep right now. May I leave a message?”

“Who is this?” Wendy wanted to transport through the airwaves and throat punch whoever this was.

“This is Pricilla, who’s this?”

Wendy paused. Pricilla! What the—Why on earth was Pricilla at Dillon’s place, answering his phone. Was everything he told her tonight a lie? They still were together? “Who I am doesn’t matter. Have a nice night.” She disconnected and reared back to throw her phone. Closing her eyes, she thought better of it. She couldn’t afford to get a new one if she broke this one. She sighed. Now she’d never sleep for sure! How could he do this to her?

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