Why You Shouldn't Lend A Bad Boy Your Clothes by Philline Harms

Why You Shouldn't Lend A Bad Boy Your Clothes by Philline Harms

Author:Philline Harms [Harms, Philline]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781644340158
Publisher: Typewriter Pub
Published: 2018-11-24T05:00:00+00:00


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Hadn’t my mind been so hazy and hadn’t it felt so cozy, I probably would’ve worried more about staying unnoticed in here, snuggled up with Hunter in a public place a ton of people could access.

Since I felt absolutely secure and warm and just very, very tired, I only startled up when strangers were already about to enter. As soon as the light from the foyer started to seep inside, my eyes snapped open, heart suddenly racing. Hunter was still sleeping peacefully. In fact, one might’ve thought he was unconscious; that boy really suffered from sleep deprivation.

His arms were still holding me, and his head rested against mine. Under different circumstances, I probably would’ve let him sleep like that for hours even if it was just to watch him be so at ease. But there were people about to come in, and I couldn’t risk being seen by anyone like this. So I leaned away from Hunter, freeing my hands, and carefully got up.

As soon as my weight eased off him, he began to stir and blinked up at me.

His voice wasn’t more than a husky murmur when he whined. “What are you doing?”

“Get up,” I whispered. “People are coming in.”

Hunter looked over at the door that was slowly being pushed open and got up surprisingly fast for someone who had been so utterly out of it only a moment earlier. We both ducked behind our seat and held our breath as people came in.

I froze as I recognized a familiar voice within the chatter, heart skipping a beat. Hunter heard my quiet gasp and sent me a puzzled look.

“I think it’s my dad,” I whispered, not daring to look over the seat to see if my suspicion was true.

Hunter’s eyes widened, and he immediately ducked deeper into our hiding spot.

As far as I knew, Dad had never been to this cinema before, so I hadn’t even thought about the possibility of him being here.

“What about Linda?” a woman asked just then.

“She’s at home looking after my daughter,” Dad said.

I slapped a hand over my mouth, trying not to make a sound. If my dad caught me hiding here, alone in an otherwise deserted cinema hall with Hunter, especially after Maya had talked about me kissing a guy, he definitely would be able to put two and two together.

Hunter was as tense as I was when the group walked past us. All I could see were their shoes. I counted six persons. Two of them were women in high heels.

I gulped as the last man of the group suddenly came to a stop right next to the row where we were hiding and bent down to tie his shoelaces that had become undone. To my horror, it was my dad, still wearing his suit and tie. For the entire thirty seconds it took him, I didn’t dare to breathe. If he turned his face only a tiny bit to the right, he would have an unobstructed view of Hunter and I cowering between the seats.



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