Personal Foul by Jerica MacMillan

Author:Jerica MacMillan [MacMillan, Jerica]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2022-10-19T18:30:00+00:00

CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN

Charity

Dylan kissed me.

That’s the only thought in my otherwise empty head as I make my way out of his building and to my car.

Dylan kissed me.

And it wasn’t an act for anyone else. It was a real kiss. For me. Well, and for him too, obviously. Because not only did he not bother to hide the effects of the kiss, he ground said effects into me while he had me pinned against the door.

Honestly, a few more minutes of that and I wouldn’t have been able to muster up the self-control to leave. I’ll be sure not to tell him that, though. Ever.

Unless I decide I want him to be able to use that knowledge against me …

Right now, though, I need a minute to clear my head. Or a day, anyway. Not to mention the homework I need to finish for tomorrow.

Tomorrow …

I’ll be back here tomorrow. Without my car. And while I could always get an Uber or something if I really needed to, I didn’t do that last time.

Actually, worst-case scenario, I could call Isabelle to come pick me up. Of course, if it comes to that, we’d be staging that breakup as of then.

Though would it really be staged at that point? Is our relationship still more fake than real?

I could still argue that after the first kiss. While it wasn’t strictly necessary in my opinion, one could make the argument that it helped sell us as a couple to our friends, but that our relationship was only for public consumption.

This kiss destroys that argument completely.

On the upside, I won’t be lying to Isabelle anymore about my “relationship” with Dylan …

That actually makes me breathe a sigh of relief, like I just managed to drop a heavy weight from my back. The lies have been piling up so much lately that having even one less makes a huge difference. At least to me.

Driving home gives me a few minutes to process how I feel about Dylan. And kissing Dylan.

On the surface, I liked that kiss. A lot. He’s an amazing kisser, and I want more of that.

But should I?

It’s Dylan, after all. The guy who stood by and watched as his friends tormented me in high school. They guy who purposefully tormented me for the last several weeks here.

He did apologize, though …

And he’s offered to help me in whatever way he can, up to and including living with him if I need to.

“I hope I won’t need to,” I whisper to myself.

That just seems like a recipe for disaster. If I were living with him because I couldn’t afford a place on my own, the power balance would be entirely in his favor. What would I do if we end up hating living together? Where would I go? Because in that scenario, I’d have already burned my bridges for Isabelle to be my roommate. I couldn’t go back to her.

Which I guess leaves crashing with Hope—and since she didn’t offer that already, that would only be a temporary solution in case of emergency—or going back home.

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