As I was paying for my purchase, my phone buzzed. It was Hayden calling me back."Sorry, I was busy earlier and just saw your message," he explained."Yeah, I figured. Are you free now?" I asked."What time?" Hayden replied.I paused, thinking it over. If we went at six, we'd show up right in the middle of dinner, and Matthew and Lindey would definitely invite us to stay. I wouldn't mind, but Hayden might feel weird about it."Seven-thirty," I finally said. By then, the Johnston family would be done with dinner, and it'd be less awkward."Alright, I'll come pick you up at seven. Sound good?" Hayden offered.I couldn't help but laugh. "How are you planning to pick me up? Ride a shared bike?"It was meant as a joke, but when Hayden didn't respond right away, I realized maybe it didn't land the way I thought."Wait, I didn't mean anything by that," I quickly said, trying to backtrack. "I'll come pick you up instead.""I'll be home half an hour early. We can leave together," Hayd
I shook my head. "Who the father is... well, that's her business. If you're that curious, why don't you just ask her yourself?"Demi snorted. "Yeah, right. I don't have time for that drama. I'd rather spend my free moments swooning over Mr. Hart."Hearing Hayden's name made me glance at the clock. He still wasn't back. Casually, I asked, "So, are you calling me after work now? Or sneaking off to the restroom again to avoid it?""Keira! What do you take me for? I'm not that kind of person!" Demi protested. "Besides, Mr. Hart's been surprisingly chill lately—he let us off early again today.""Oh, really? How long ago?""Like, half an hour. I'm already home, chilling on the couch."As Demi kept talking, I did the math on Hayden's commute. He should've been back by now.But his place was still dead quiet. Maybe he got held up."You guys are finishing work this early and not doing any OT? Are you sure the project's gonna be done on time?" I asked.There was a pause, then I heard wh
The scene in front of me took over my brain.Never in a million years did I think I'd walk in on Hayden fresh out of the shower.He was only wearing a towel, slung low around his waist, leaving his entire chest bare—and not much else covered. Just the basics, really.Hayden looked just as shocked, a faint blush spreading across his tan skin.For a few seconds, we just stood there, staring at each other. Neither of us said a word, neither of us moved. It was like the world had completely frozen.Hayden was the first to snap out of it, retreating back into his room. Only then did I finally manage to move, stiff as a board, swallowing hard—twice.That's when I realized my face was burning up.Watching him close the door, I figured he was probably getting dressed. And before I could think, I blurted, "Hayden, wait! Don't put anything on yet, just wait for me."The second the words left my mouth, I spun around, but then it hit me—what did I just say?I told him not to put on clothe
"I figured if you were in a hurry, you'd come looking for me, so I left it open for you," Hayden replied like it was no big deal.And yet, like an idiot, I asked, "So you came out like that on purpose?"His Adam's apple bobbed as he swallowed. "No, I heard my phone ringing and came out to grab it. I didn't expect... well, the timing..."Yeah, just perfect timing.At least he had a great body, so it wasn't the worst thing to catch a glimpse.On the way to the Johnston residence, Hayden stayed quiet.I figured he was probably nervous. "When we get to the Johnstons', all you have to do is say hello. I'll take care of any awkward questions.""Okay," he nodded."And if Jace is there and tries to be a jerk or make things hard for you, don't hold back," I added."Got it.""Oh, and one more thing—we should get our story straight. We'll say we met in Chiverton, and, um," I paused, feeling my face heat up, "you're interested in me... so you followed me here.""I don't think I'll have
I drove in silence, unsure of what to say.I was scared that saying the wrong thing might hurt Hayden even more. But part of me couldn't stop thinking about my own parents and their crash.Was it really just an accident? Or was there more to it?Back then, I was too young to get what really happened. Matthew handled everything. Maybe he was the only one who actually knew all the details. I figured I could ask him when I saw him later.Since I stayed quiet, Hayden didn't push it, and the rest of the ride was just... well, quiet.As we pulled up to the Johnston residence, the auto gate recognized my car and slid open, letting us drive right into the courtyard.Isabel Zetino, the housemaid, spotted me as soon as I parked. She gave me this big smile and waved. "Rea, you're back! I'll let Mr. and Mrs. Johnston know."I smiled back, shaking my head. "No need. I'll head in myself."Her gaze flicked over to Hayden as he got out of the car and walked over to me. She was definitely curio
But Lindey wasn't buying it. She gave him a little swat. "Oh, please. You think you can use Rea to get out of this? Not happening.""Hey, Lindey." I called out.At the sound of my voice, Lindey froze. She turned around, her eyes lighting up when she saw me, but the second she realized I had probably caught the whole intimate scene with her and Matthew, her face went bright red.She quickly dropped Matthew's hand and made her way over to me. "Rea, you're here! Have you eaten? I'll have Isabel—""I've already eaten," I lied, even though my stomach was growling. It suddenly hit me that I hadn't asked Hayden if he'd eaten either."Why didn't you have your dinner here?" Lindey asked, sounding a little annoyed.She was acting like Hayden wasn't even there, not a single word or glance his way. But I knew Lindey better than that—this was her very subtle way of showing her disapproval.Still, Lindey had too much class to be totally rude. After what felt like an eternity of her ignoring h
Just then, Hayden's eyes shifted to me.His grip on my hand tightened, like for a second, he wasn't just holding my hand—he had my heart too.You know how they say your fingers are connected to your heart? Yeah, right now, that felt way too real."I'll give Kiki everything I have," Hayden said, his intense eyes locked on mine. "I'll love her like I love my own life, and I'll always protect her."His eyes were full of affection. In that moment, I finally understood what people meant when they said, "Love deep as the ocean."And even though this was all supposed to be an act, it felt like Hayden's words were reaching right into my chest, like he was actually confessing.This guy was unbelievable. Blurring the line between what's real and what's fake.With him saying stuff like that, I had no choice but to roll with it. I lifted my hand, planning to squeeze his back.But the way he was looking at me? It made me clench my teeth. I asked him to act, not toss real feelings into the m
Ever since I stopped being forced to practice hand lettering under Matthew's watch, I never bothered to do it on my own.I mean, I wasn't exactly a kid anymore, but I was still just as lazy as one, dodging anything that felt like work whenever I could."Relax, just write. However it turns out, it turns out," Matthew said, holding the quill pen out to me again.How was I supposed to say no?I'd held this pen before when I bought it, but now, taking it from him, it felt so much heavier.Maybe it was all the ink—or maybe it was the way Matthew was staring at me, like he was expecting something big.He wanted me to be that girl again. The one who used to write with a heart full of Jace, back when I was that kid always hanging out at their home.I pressed the pen to the paper, but my hand shook. No matter how hard I tried, the strokes came out all wobbly.I knew Matthew didn't actually care about my handwriting. What he really wanted was something deeper—he was trying to figure out