Love Me Never (Lovely Vicious #1) by Sara Wolf

Author:Sara Wolf [Wolf, Sara]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Amazon: B00YM6RDVC
Publisher: Entangled: Teen
Published: 2016-04-04T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nine

3 years, 17 weeks, 4 days

Jack Hunter is moving toward me without a shirt on and it is half glorious and half heart-attack-inducing and something in my stomach gurgles like I want to vomit. He smiles, but not like he smiled with Alice. He smiles like he means it, a soft, golden curve of his lips, and it somehow makes him look even stupidly handsomer.

“Jack,” I start, my throat tensing up. “You’re half naked!”

For some reason I’m wearing a low-cut bodice but I can’t remember how I got in one of these. It’s something straight out of the cheap romance novels I caught Jack checking out in the library.

Jack leans toward me, the smell of his honey-spice cologne wafting up, his bright blue eyes piercing into me as he leans down and nuzzles my neck. His lips are soft and warm as he says in a low voice, “Would you like help with the other half?”

And then suddenly the room is red, and there are roses everywhere, and the escort club receptionist I called is sitting behind a desk watching us but for some reason she looks like Kayla, who frowns, sees Jack kissing my neck, and keels over, dead.

“Ahh!” I bolt upright in my bed, sweat cooling on my forehead. It’s the middle of the night. I’m in my own room in reality, hugging the stuffing out of Ms. Muffin. Jack’s abs have disappeared into thin air, and Kayla is not dead. At least I hope not. I reach up to feel my neck and squirm—it seemed so real! I get up and douse my neck with hydrogen peroxide for good measure. Dream Jack or no, any and all Jack-touching needs to be disinfected immediately, lest I catch his fathead shitbaby germs.

The next morning at school, I have to make sure Kayla is not, in fact, dead, because my entire world is ending and I need to talk to her about it. She’s standing under a tree talking to Avery, but I have to make doubly sure she isn’t dead, so I inch up and poke her. In the butt. Several times.

“Isis! What are you doing?”

“Oh, thank God, Kayla. Your fabulous ass is intact! The stability of world peace depends on that ass.”

“Get out of here, creep,” Avery sneers.

“Good morning, Avery-bo-bavery,” I chirp. “How are the pills treating you?”

The other girl she’s talking with looks confused. “Pills? What pills? You have pills and you didn’t give me any, Ave?”

Avery is too busy glowering at me to stop me from dragging Kayla away to a different tree.

“Isis, are you okay?”

“Kayla, do you think Jack is sexy?”

She makes a dying pig squeal and I shake her out of it. Politely.

“I had this nightmare wherein I thought Jack was sexy and you died.”

“O-Oh. Well. I’m not dead! So that’s good, right?” Kayla smiles.

“Oh Kayla, you gorgeous, sugary, incredibly fluffy butterfly, you are of no help to me right now and you have a date with Jack on Saturday at the Red Fern at seven I arranged it and I must go.

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