Me (New Adult Erotic Romance) (Perfect Chaos #1) by Marie York

Author:Marie York [Unknown]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Marie York
Published: 2015-05-19T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter 5

It was my first Friday away from home, and the only thing I wanted to do was go out and forget about Beckham. There was one surefire way to do that. I was going to hook up with another guy. Prove to myself that the one guy from my past wasn’t the only one who could give me goose bumps from a single touch.

“Let’s go out tonight,” I said to Erica who was combing her light brown hair into a ponytail.

She turned from the mirror as she secured the hair band. “I thought you’d never ask. There’s a club, Star Room, in town. I hear it’s a good time. Hot guys, lots of dancing, and a good DJ. You have a fake I.D., right?”

“Of course.” Luckily, I got one a couple of months ago from a friend of a friend. It hadn’t let me down yet.

Erica jumped up from the floor where she was sitting, and smoothed down her yellow top. “Awesome. How about we head out around ten?”

Up until three months ago, ten was an hour before my curfew. Being able to go out wherever and whenever I wanted was thrilling. “Sounds perfect.”

I grabbed my bag, and gave a wave to Erica, giving myself enough time to grab a cup of coffee on my way to class.

As usual, the line for coffee was a mile long. I happily took my place at the end, and checked my phone while I waited. I had a text from Mom, checking in, and sent a quick one back, assuring her I hadn’t developed a drug habit, or wasn’t lying face down in a ditch somewhere.

I tucked my phone back in my bag, and spotted Beckham walking toward me. I’d been able to go three days avoiding him and now I had no choice but to face him.

“Good morning, Kenny,” he said, coming to a stop behind me, and getting a few dirty looks from people who had been waiting just as long as me.

“Becky,” I retorted, refusing to glance in his direction.

He bumped his elbow into my arm. “Still mad at me?”

“I’m not mad.” I was many things, but mad wasn’t one of them. Disappointed. Humiliated. Upset. And I guess a little mad, but not at him, at myself for foolishly, again, thinking that Beckham Fox would actually want me.

No, screw that. I was mad at him. I was pissed that he made me believe he wanted it as much as I did. I saw the look in his eyes. The way his breathing picked up as his head leaned in to mine.

“Ken, I’ve known you forever, and I know when you’re lying.” He pressed a finger to the spot between my eyebrows. “You get these adorable little wrinkles right here.”

I swatted his hand away. He lost the privilege to touch me the minute he rolled off of me. “So what if I was mad? It doesn’t matter.”

The corner of his eyes tugged with concern. “Of course it does.”

“You rejected me.” I shrugged, and an embarrassed laugh slipped.

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