Holding hands, hugging, and kissing—each came with a price. That was the deal I made with Pete, that creep, during our first meeting at the coffee shop.So when Hayden mentioned "charging" for a kiss, he definitely knew about that.That night, after he gave Pete a serious beating, I had a feeling there was more to the story—something Hayden never bothered to fill me in on.Honestly, I had no idea what to even say to him at this point.But instead of kissing me, Hayden just grabbed my hand and pulled me, dragging me out of the crowd as we bolted—sprinting through the bustling streets.It was the first time I'd ever run through a place that packed. People stared in confusion, not sure why we were running, but still stepping aside like we were parting the sea or something.So there we were, in the middle of the busy street, the crowd parting for us as Hayden led the way. He held my hand tight, glancing back every now and then. The whole thing felt surreal, like some scene straight o
"Then try it," Hayden said, pushing his cheese tart toward my mouth.I instinctively turned my head, but he raised it again, giving me that look that said he wasn't letting it go until I took a bite.With a sigh, I gave in and took a bite.Honestly, it wasn't bad, but it didn't come close to the sweet fruit tarts I had. Definitely not worth trading for.Still, with Hayden watching me so closely, I forced a smile and mumbled through a mouthful of cheese tart, "It's really good.""I wanna try yours, too," he said, completely ignoring his own tart.Without even thinking, I shoved the strawberry tart behind my back like some kid guarding their favorite candy.Hayden cracked up. "Relax, I just want a bite, not the whole thing. Look at you, freaking out. You're being really stingy."Okay, maybe I was being a little dramatic. It was just a tart.Fine, he could have some.I pulled out the box of mini fruit tarts. Five in total, all different flavors. "Here, take your pick."But Hayd
I spotted a dessert truck and made a beeline for it, ordering my go-to—iced coffee jelly.Hayden glanced at my cup, frowning."What? You don't like it?" I asked, smirking."Too much cold stuff's bad for your stomach," he said, all serious.I laughed. "Wow, look at you being all considerate. Are you sure you've never had a girlfriend before?""Nope," he said, totally confident.I shot him a look, totally not buying it."I've got a little sister to take care, so I know some things," he added, and I paused mid-bite.Wait, what? He has a sister?He'd never mentioned her before.Suddenly, these lyrics popped into my head—'Talkin' all that, but I know you're caught.'Every girl's just "like a sis"?'Boy, you ain't slick, can't play me like this.'It was like Hayden could read my mind because he quickly said, "My actual sister. Same mom, same dad."I turned my attention back to my coffee jelly, taking another bite. "You've never mentioned her.""I just never found the right m
I didn't even bother asking who she was. With that tight dress and way too much makeup, it was obvious she wasn't his real girlfriend—just some fling for the night.Once Steve was gone, I glanced back at my coffee jelly, only to realize Hayden had eaten the rest."Let's grab something else," Hayden said, not the least bit apologetic.I clenched my jaw. "Sure, whatever."He dragged me over to a food truck selling some kind of soup, and this time, he ordered two bowls. At least he didn't steal from mine again—probably because it was not cold food.So, it wasn't even about him liking the coffee jelly. He just didn't want me to eat too much of it..This guy could be so annoying, but I had to admit—he was weirdly thoughtful.After we finished the soup, we kept walking, passing stalls selling vintage clothes, handmade crafts, and potted plants.At some point, I ended up grabbing two flower pots for Hayden. "Your place is seriously dead. Thought these might liven it up a bit.""Oh, s
Jace's expression mirrored mine—totally frozen.Ever since we broke up, it seemed like every time we crossed paths, it was some messy, dramatic scene that left us both pissed.And now, here I was, laughing and messing around with Hayden, while he had Tanya glued to his side.This was the same Jace who swore up and down he was done with her. Honestly, the whole "guys and their lying tongues" thing? Never felt more real.I only hesitated for a second before forcing myself to look away. Some people are just better off not seen. Out of sight, out of mind, right?Hayden, on the other hand, acted like Jace wasn't even in the room. He gently took my hand—not to grab my phone this time, but to say, "If you wanna take pics, just ask. I'll make sure I look good."His voice had that teasing vibe, the kind that made you wonder if there was something more going on. For a second, it almost felt like we were couple.That must've set Jace off because he stormed forward. "Rea, come outside with
As I listened to Tanya and the nurse chat, I found out she'd taken a nasty fall at the amusement park earlier today, messing with her pregnancy.In the end, something did happen to her. But really, who was she gonna blame? 'You reap what you sow' fits her situation perfectly.After the nurse got her IV set up, Tanya and Jace sat down right across from Hayden and me.It was clear Jace wasn't about to let this go tonight.At first, he didn't say anything, just glared in our direction.Hayden and I acted like he didn't even exist. But we both knew he wasn't gonna stay quiet forever.Sure enough, barely two minutes passed before Jace spoke up, his voice dripping with accusation. "Rea, what's the deal with bringing him back to my home tonight?"I'd already guessed he was gonna lose it over what happened this evening, and he just proved me right.I stayed calm, my face blank. "It means I'm starting a new life."Jace let out a scoff, his eyes flicking disdainfully toward Hayden. "Wit
Hayden's body went rigid when I kissed him. Clearly, he hadn't expected me to be that bold, but within seconds, his hand found my waist, pulling me closer.I pulled back, smirking up at him. "That's your reward for being such a good patient."As soon as the words left my mouth, a memory of Jace hit me—back when he was sick and had to get an injection. He'd always been terrified of needles, so much that he'd rather suffer through the illness than set foot in a hospital.For Jace, getting a shot was like facing his worst nightmare. He'd practically throw a fit, almost crying at the idea of it. Every time, I had to coax him for what felt like forever, treating him like a kid—covering his eyes, distracting him with random stories, even letting him bite my arm once just to get through it.After every hospital trip, it felt like I'd just survived some epic battle. And, of course, Jace would expect a reward afterward—whether it was a dance, a song, or some kind of gift.Whenever he was s
I froze.I hadn't thought about that.Probably not. I mean, I haven't kissed many people. Even with Jace, who I crushed on for ages, I only ever stole kisses when he was sick, half-asleep, or passed out drunk. And even then, it was just on his cheek or the back of his hand.But earlier with Hayden... our lips actually touched. That wasn't something Jace and I did much.Jace used to kiss me on the cheek or forehead all the time, but a real kiss? Lips meeting, like really kissing? There was only one time.I remember him saying, "Rea, we're too close. I just can't do it."The truth was, he just didn't love me enough. Someone once told me that when two people kiss, and it's real—like lips and tongues tangling—it's all dopamine. It's supposed to be uncontrollable.If you can control it, well, that means you're just not that into them."I don't like hypotheticals," I finally said to Hayden.His jaw tightened, and I watched his Adam's apple move as he swallowed. "But I want to know."