Escaping Perfect by Emma Harrison

Author:Emma Harrison
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Simon Pulse

Chapter Twelve

I had never felt so sick in my life without actually throwing up. Every five seconds I changed my mind and was totally sure of my decision . . . until the next five minutes passed. I lay on my bed, staring at the ceiling, my stomach in knots and my heart not faring much better.

Was everything Duncan had said true? Was Jasper really using me? It seemed true. I mean, Duncan knew too much. He knew everything. How could he know the trajectory of my and Jasper’s relationship unless this Jen girl had actually told him? Which meant that it really was a ploy.

I blew out a breath and turned over onto my right side, staring at the Johnny Cash curtain.

But then . . . Duncan did have a motivation for lying to me about Jasper. He liked me. That was pretty obvious. Maybe he’d made the whole thing up—made an educated guess. Maybe he was just trying to undermine whatever it was Jasper and I had so he could swoop in and win my heart.

Stranger things had happened.

But what if he was right? I sat up straight, wanting to scream. I wanted more than anything to be with Jasper, but the Jasper I knew, not this calculating person Duncan had painted for me. If I went to Nashville with him tonight, was he going to break my heart? If he did what Duncan said he would do and tried to take me back to his place tonight, that’s what would happen. My heart would completely shatter.

Brakes squealed outside the window, and I jumped up to look out. Jasper was just opening the door of his convertible, cowboy hat in place. In twenty-five seconds he’d be at my door.

It was go time. I had to make a decision, and I had to do it now. I didn’t want fear to run my new life, but I also didn’t want to look back on my first dating experience with a guy as something to be ashamed of, which is how I would feel if this all turned out to be some game. I didn’t want to spend the next five or six hours wondering what he was thinking, whether he was playing me, whether he had been lying to me all along.

I needed more time to think, but there wasn’t any.

A knock sounded at the door. My hands were clasped in front of me, sweat coating my palms. My heart pounded. I went to the door, still no clue what I was going to do.

I was just reaching for the doorknob when I heard him talking. He was on the phone. I leaned my ear as close to the crack between the door and the doorjamb as I could.

“No . . . I know. Next time, babe, I swear.”

My heart turned to stone.

“Of course! Yes, I’ll call you as soon as I wake up tomorrow.” There was a pause. “You too. Good night.”

I held my breath to keep from crying.

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