I haven’t stopped thinking about Reid since he left my house yesterday, and I hate myself for it. The halls are starting to go quiet as people find their way to their classes, but I don’t want to move. I just want to crawl inside my locker and hide.
A familiar voice interrupts my thoughts. “Hello, beautiful.”
I turn around just as Carter is wrapping his arms around me. I look up into his gentle eyes and feel a sudden rush of guilt.
“Hey you.”
He leans down and rests his forehead against mine. “I’m sorry for being an asshat yesterday.”
“It’s okay. I’m sorry too.” For more than you know.
He kisses the tip of my nose and holds me close. “Pizza after school?”
I could kick myself for wanting to tell him I have plans. Not that I do have plans, but what if Reid comes over again? If I’m with Carter, I won’t get to see him.
This is ridiculous.
This needs to stop.
I’m not that girl—the one who strings two guys along because she’s too flaky to make a decision. No. What I need is a night alone to sort through my thoughts. Then I’ll let one of them go. But which one?
“I already made plans with Brynn,” I lie, hating the way my deceit tastes on my tongue.
“Okay. Well, Jeremiah’s having this party Friday. I thought maybe we could go.”
He’s inviting me to a party? He’s never invited me to a party.
“Yeah. I’d love to.”
He smiles down at me, then leaves me with a soft peck on the lips.
As soon as Carter walks away, I see Reid leaning against the doorway across the hall. His arms are crossed, and he’s watching me with a look that ties my stomach in knots.
Stop it, Makenna. I don’t need to feel bad for kissing my boyfriend.
So, why do I?
I smile and throw up a shy wave before I turn and head into English Lit.
Yes. This definitely has to end soon.