This Boy by Jenna Scott

Author:Jenna Scott [Scott, Jenna]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781953520067
Publisher: Paige Press, LLC
Published: 2020-11-16T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-Two

Camilla

When the cashier rings us up, Isabel begrudgingly accepts my crumpled dollars, then does something I’d never thought I’d witness from a girl who knows all the best consignment shops in town. She saunters back to our booth and leaves a hundred-dollar bill under the salt shaker as a tip.

As we walk out the door, I’m still wide-eyed and stunned.

“Why’d you leave such a big tip?” I ask.

Isabel shrugs. “Waiters only make minimum wage, and ours was really nice. Besides, my dad’s an arbitration lawyer, and my mom’s architecture firm designs houses for celebrities. I’m happy to spread their money around to people who work just as hard as they do but get paid way less.”

I wish everyone was more like Isabel.

See, there are rich people like Hunter and his friends who act like assholes about their money and make sure everyone knows they’re loaded. And then there are rich people like Isabel and her family who are even more obscenely wealthy, and yet they never give any indication of it until you witness moments like this.

Isabel’s Lyft arrives, and she tries to get me to share it with her, but I tell her I’d rather walk. There’s a slight chill in the air, but I’m looking forward to having some time and space to shake off the aggravation that I’m feeling thanks to seeing Hunter.

“You sure you don’t want a ride to the bus stop, at least?” she offers. “I don’t like you walking by yourself at night.”

“I’m fine,” I assure her. “I’ve walked this way by myself plenty of times. And plus, I need some time to think.”

She bites her lip. “Okay. But text me the second you get home, or I’m calling the cops. I mean it.”

I wait for her ride to pull out of the parking lot and then heave a big sigh as I make my way toward the sidewalk. The streets are pretty dark, and this isn’t exactly the nicest part of town. But I’ll be fine. I’m sure of it. Besides, this isn’t anything new. I’ve walked alone at night in La Jolla plenty of times before.

But just as I start down the street, I hear footsteps behind me. I start walking faster, and the steps speed up to keep pace with me. Heart pounding, I pull out my phone and dial 9-1-1, my finger hovering over the call button.

“Camilla, stop!” Hunter’s voice calls from over my shoulder.

I whip around with a gasp. He’s just a few feet away, hands casually in his pockets. In the parking lot of The Sweet Spot, his friends are nowhere in sight.

“What do you want?” I ask, breathing hard. I’m doubly annoyed at him for not only chasing me down and commanding me to stop, but also scaring me half to death.

Hunter tilts his head toward his BMW. “Come on. I’m taking you home.”

“Not a chance.” I cross my arms in front of my chest. “So why don’t you run back to your friends now, before

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