The Boyfriend Thief by Shana Norris

Author:Shana Norris [Norris, Shana]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Shana Norris
Published: 2011-08-06T01:37:38.014159+00:00

Chapter 15

I sat upright in bed, gasping and blinking in the dark as I tried to figure out what the noise was that had woken me. Then I heard it again. The chime on my phone, signaling a text message.

Stumbling out of bed after tripping on my blanket, I lunged for the phone on my desk to make it stop ringing before it woke anyone else. I narrowed my eyes, trying to make out the glowing red numbers of my alarm clock through the haze of sleep. 12:41AM.

Who in their right mind would be texting me after midnight?

I had to blink a few times against the brightness of my phone before I could read the message. R u awake?

It was from Zac, whose number was programmed into my contacts because of our business project.

I am now, I texted back.

Open ur window.

I pulled back the blinds and nearly yelped at the face peering at me through the glass. The window opened with a shudder, letting in the night air, which was still warm after the record hot day.

“What are you doing here?” I whispered. “Do you know what time it is?”

“I came for our date.” He rested his arms on the windowsill and grinned at me. The moonlight illuminated the top of his head like a halo.

I shook my head, still trying to wake myself up. “What date?”

“You said you wanted to see my comedy routine the next time I did it,” he explained. “Tonight’s the night.”

“Now?” I asked.

He shrugged. “I like to go on late. I mean, it’s not like I’m sleeping or anything. And that way, I’m sure my dad won’t come waltzing into the diner in search of good entertainment and catch me in the middle of my act.”

My brain was still fuzzy with sleep and so it took longer to process anything Zac was saying. My inability to get moving must have annoyed him, because he poked my arm and said, “Go. Get dressed and meet me outside.”

He disappeared before I had a chance to protest the craziness of this idea. After locking the window again and pulling the blind down, I cast a longing look at my bed. It would be so nice to crawl back under the covers and go to sleep. Sleep was good. Sleep was vital to a healthy body.

But I had to admit I was curious. Only so I could win Zac over, of course. This would have to win me major brownie points in his good graces. I doubted Hannah had ever been to one of his midnight shows.

So I got dressed, pulling on my purple shoes and jeans and a T-shirt. I tried to tame my bed head into a ponytail and only paused long enough for lip gloss. Then I tiptoed out of my room, stopping in the hall outside my dad’s door to listen for any sounds of movement. The house was dark and quiet. I could faintly hear my dad and brother snoring through their closed bedroom doors.

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