The List by Kate L. Mary

The List by Kate L. Mary

Author:Kate L. Mary [Mary, Kate L]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Kensington
Published: 2015-04-06T16:00:00+00:00


15

I was still in bed the next morning when Cami stumbled into the room.

“What time is it?” I asked.

“Just after ten.” Cami stripped her dirty clothes off and tossed them in a pile on the floor. “Did you and Chris kiss and make up last night?”

“Not exactly,” I said, pulling my pillow over my head.

Cami ripped the pillow off my face. She stood in front of me wearing absolutely nothing but a huge grin. “Did you go home with Jon?”

“No. The drama kind of killed the mood.”

Her smile faded and she stepped back. “That sucks.”

“You’re telling me.”

“So how did you get home?”

I didn’t want to think about going back to Ryan’s or how close we’d come to having sex, or the awkward good-bye when the cab came to take me home. “Ryan got me a cab.”

She scrunched up her face. “Bummer.” Then skipped into the bathroom.

“Yeah,” I mumbled, staring at the ceiling. “I guess you had a good time.”

“Yup!”

“Figures,” I muttered, yanking the sheet up over my head.

I tried to go back to sleep, but Cami made too much noise. Then she started telling me all about Mike’s magic tongue, which both grossed me out and made me insanely jealous at the same time. I finally gave up and dragged myself out of bed. It was Sunday and Cami thought we should call Ryan and talk him into driving us to the beach. I wasn’t so sure he’d want to see me, but I couldn’t tell her that.

When I got out of the shower, Cami was wearing her bikini. “Ryan didn’t answer, but Mike is in. Want to go?”

“My head is killing me,” I lied. “I think I’m just going to stay here and work on my paper.”

“Suit yourself.”

My plan was to stay in my room all day. There was some food in the mini fridge I could eat, so going out for meals wasn’t an issue. I had plenty of studying to keep me busy. The thought of talking to Chris made my stomach turn inside out, and the idea of accidentally running into Ryan was even worse. Whenever I thought about seeing him, I had to stop moving so I could catch my breath. I felt like someone had punched me in the gut and knocked the wind out of me.

Unfortunately, Chris had other ideas for my day. Someone knocked on the door not too long after Cami left, and I didn’t even have to look to know it was Chris. I ignored it, hoping he’d get the message and leave me alone. Shortly after that, the texts started. I tried to ignore them too, but even with the sound turned off on my phone, I couldn’t help looking at it every time the screen lit up. Chris wanted to know where I was, if I was mad, if we could talk, if we were going to break up. So much for casual. Even his texts sounded frantic.

By two I couldn’t ignore him anymore. Even though my stomach cramped and my palms were sweaty, I shot him a text telling him I was in my room.



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