Book Boyfriend (Someday #5) by Melanie Shawn

Author:Melanie Shawn [Shawn, Melanie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Amazon: B01KS6JJRK
Goodreads: 31691688
Publisher: Red Hot Reads Publishing
Published: 2016-08-29T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter 14

Michelle

I stood awkwardly by the curb with the rest of the debate class, my army surplus duffel slung over my shoulder. We were waiting for the bus to rumble up so that we could load our luggage into the cargo hold and then board the bus for what promised to be an interminably long trip to San Francisco. Damn it all to hell. The other kids from class were already staring and whispering. I was sure this bus trip was going to be the epitome of awkward.

Hell, at least I had a book. I’d bury my nose in that son of a bitch and shut out the rest of the world. It was a move I was used to, so I could easily pull it out again.

This was exactly what I had been afraid of all those months when I’d been ignoring Sebastian’s flirting. I had known that, once the thing between me and Sebastian—whatever the hell it was—had made any forward progress, people would find out about it. And there was no going back after that.

Of course, I was afraid of other things as well. But this was certainly among them.

As for Sebastian himself? Yeah. Nowhere to be seen. And I hadn’t heard from him in the past two days, either. Uncharacteristic tears pricked my eyes. Frickin’ hell. I was sure he was over me, based on the way I’d lost my cool and bugged out of his room on Wednesday night.

When he had listed off the things he liked about me that day in my grandma’s backyard, all the attributes he had named revolved, in one way or another, around my being centered, self-possessed, and basically an all-around badass bitch. Not, in other words, the kind of girl who gets embarrassed because someone caught her making out.

Yeah. I was sure he was Audi 5000. And it made me feel like shit.

The bus pulled up in a cloud of exhaust, interrupting my self-pitying thoughts. I sighed. Well, it was time to get this weekend over with. I lined up behind the rest of the class, adjusting my duffel and choking on the exhaust that blew into my face.

We inched forward, person after person tossing their bags into the cargo compartment. When only three or four people were in front of me, a car horn started honking insistently behind the bus. I figured a very frustrated motorist was being held up by the oversized vehicle. But, as I was about to toss my bag into the luggage compartment, someone called, “Miche! Hey, Miche!”

I froze, then straightened and looked around. I edged out of line and walked toward the sound of his voice, back along the length of the bus. Was I imagining it? My heart beat faster with every step. What did this mean?

There, parked behind the bus, was Sebastian. He was in his idling truck, a broad grin covering his handsome face as he locked eyes with me and waved. I hurried over to the driver’s side window to talk to him.

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