Risking It (Fake Boyfriend Duet Book 2) by Madeleine Labitan

Author:Madeleine Labitan [Labitan, Madeleine]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-03-01T06:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 9

Staring up at the ceiling of my room as a Nirvana song plays on my iPod, I bring my fingers to my lips and grin.

Duane kissed me. Not a simple three-second kiss, but a full-on kiss kiss.

And now I can't stop grinning like an idiot. Especially since there was no real reason for him to do that. Heather wasn't around—nor any of her friends to report it to her. The only one there was Justin.

Which is exactly why I can't stop smiling. Because why else would Duane kiss me in front of Justin?

He wanted to stake his claim. Because he was jealous.

I mean, it doesn't make any other sense. Justin had nothing to do with Heather. He doesn't even go to our school. So the only explanation I can come up with is that Duane was jealous—plain and simple. And I didn't just make the conclusion due to the kiss, it was because of his open hostility toward Justin, too.

Does it mean he's starting to develop feelings for me? I know I shouldn't get ahead of myself, but I can't help it. Not when his actions are giving me hope. It doesn't help that he doesn't even seem keen on getting back together with Heather. I saw her give him an opening, but he didn't take it.

At least, as far as I know. When I asked him about it, he simply said no. He didn't even elaborate.

But then, doubt starts to creep in, slowly tearing down the hope in my chest. Maybe he's just making her wait, playing hard to get. I advised him to do as much, didn't I?

Groaning in frustration, I bury my face into my pillow. I'm so stupid. One kiss from him and I'm already making crazy assumptions.

I can't have my hopes up only to end up with a broken heart.

What makes you think your heart isn't going to end up battered and bruised, anyway?

Letting out another groan, I force myself out of bed. I have a party to get ready for. I can mope about my unrequited love for another day.

As if on cue, my phone pings with a text. Grabbing it from the middle of the bed, I stare at the message.

It's from Indie: I'll go get Gray. You get your man. See you in an hour.

My man? I have to bite my lip to keep from smiling. Ugh. I'm so hopeless.

Shaking my head, I text Duane about the party—which he already knows about—and get a response a minute later.

Duane: Okay. I'll come pick you up.

Of course. Arriving together at the party will further emphasize the fact that we're "dating." Didn't he use to show up at parties with Heather? Now, she'll see me with him.

Standing in front of my closet, I stare at my options. Whenever I go to parties—which doesn't happen often—I usually just throw on a simple shirt and jeans. I don't feel like doing the same today. Instead, my eyes lock on the sleeveless teal dress that falls mid-thigh, which Indie insisted I buy for myself during one of our trips to the mall.

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