Hayden let me turn his face any way I wanted and kept going, "Do you know what you said back then?""I don't know, and you're totally making this up," I protested, refusing to believe I'd been that shameless as a kid."You said it was like stamping a seal on me. That after you kissed me, I was yours. And when you grew up, you'd marry me. You even made me promise not to marry anyone else." He paused for dramatic effect, then suddenly leaned down, bringing his face closer to mine."Kiki, I've followed your orders. I'm in my thirties now, and I've never been in a relationship. Never liked another girl, never even held another girl's hand. I've waited for you all this time, so you've got to take responsibility for me," he said, sounding so earnest and pitiful that I felt guilty just hearing him.I always thought Jace was my childhood friend, but now I realized I was wrong.Hayden was my real childhood sweetheart—the one who, despite the little time we'd had together, managed to leave
Whoa. I froze. That came out of nowhere.Hayden wasn't just bold—he was downright blunt.My heart was hammering, and before I could even process it, I blurted, "Why?"He swallowed, his throat bobbing. "I just don't want to be away from you."It was so simple, almost too honest. I guess when you're into someone, it's like you can't stand to be apart, even for a minute."But I'm not the kind of girl who just casually does stuff like that," I said, not even thinking about it.Hayden's face tightened, and his ears turned this cute shade of pink. It was kind of hilarious how he could be so straightforward yet blush so easily."I didn't mean it like that," he said, tripping over his words. "I just... I want to be with you."I bit my lip, trying not to laugh. Seeing him all flustered made me want to mess with him more. "So, you're saying you want to stay over, sleep in the same bed, but, like, just talk under the covers?"He cleared his throat. "Pretty much.""Can you promise that?"
The way Hayden looked at me made my whole body feel like it was on fire.I thought back to teasing him last time, the way he'd tried to keep his cool. Lena's words echoed in my mind."Hayden, have you ever done it with anyone else?" He'd told me he'd never even had a girlfriend, but I needed to hear it again.His gaze darkened. "...No."That word made my heart skip a beat. "But do you want to?"His jaw clenched, and then suddenly, everything went dark as his lips crashed into mine.When Hayden's breath turned ragged, I already knew his answer.But he didn't push further. Instead, he rested his forehead against mine. "How long are you gonna keep testing me, or are you just trying to torture me?"Seeing his restraint, the way his desire fought with self-control, I reached up to touch his face. "Do you really want this? Is it just me?"Jace's casual rejection still haunted me, and I realized how deeply it had scarred me."Yeah," he panted, "only you."I closed my eyes, feeling
What happened to Jace?Why was he covered in blood?Was he hurt?Dreams like this usually mean something. The night before my parents' car accident, I had a terrible nightmare—I dreamt my two front teeth fell out, blood pouring everywhere. I woke up crying hysterically.The next day, my parents were gone forever.A wave of panic hit me so hard I barely noticed Hayden watching me.It wasn't until he reached out and gently wiped the cold sweat from my forehead that I snapped out of it. "Did you have a nightmare?"His words pulled me back to reality, making me realize he'd heard me calling Jace's name in my sleep.I didn't want him to get the wrong idea, so I said, "I dreamt Jace was standing by the bed, covered in blood. I kept asking what happened, but he wouldn't answer.""It's okay. Dreams are usually the opposite of reality. If you're worried, you can call him now," Hayden said, surprising me.Shouldn't he be upset right now?If it were Jace, he'd definitely be jealous.I
If there was no issue with the park itself, then the problem had to be with Jace.Thinking back to the nightmare and why I called, I asked, "Is this about Jace? Did something happen to him?"Wayne didn't answer right away. There was a pause before he finally spoke. "If you're worried, you should ask him yourself."Classic Wayne—cutting through the nonsense. Nobody's really clueless, after all.His words left me at a loss.Not wanting to make things awkward, he quickly added, "I just mean that even though you guys aren't together anymore, you've been like family for so long."I gave a small, humorless laugh. "Yeah, I'm just worried about making Tanya jealous."Wayne chuckled too."Rea, let's grab lunch sometime," Wayne suggested.Since he'd just said we were like family, I didn't see a reason to say no.After hanging up, I let out a sigh of relief. Looked like Jace wasn't in any trouble after all.But it was still weird that I'd had that dream. Was it because of what he'd ask
"Hey, Keira!"Brad waved at me with that signature cheeky grin of his."I've been waiting for almost an hour. You're late today," he said, shaking his wrist like I hadn't noticed the time.I took a deep breath, trying not to snap at him, and walked over.I wasn't in my usual heels but wearing flats instead since my legs were still sore and shaky."Not feeling great today?" Brad asked, surprising me with his sudden concern.I hesitated for a second, caught off guard, but there was no way I was getting into that. I sat down across from him, refusing to let him get under my skin. "Just cut to the chase, Brad. What do you want?"He ignored my question. "Rough night?"This brat was getting bolder with each question, like he knew more than he was letting on.I straightened up, forcing myself to stay calm. "If you've got something to say, say it. If not, get out before I call the cops and report you for harassment.""Heh," Brad chuckled. "Still holding a grudge, huh?""Enough with
Hearing that, I let out a quiet sigh of relief. Thank God, Hayden wasn't going to do anything reckless."Yeah, could you please see him out?" I said, turning away. As I walked off, it hit me—I had no clue what his job was here. But judging by the way he carried himself, he had to be at least some kind of engineer or something.Brad, totally unbothered by Hayden's presence, kept up with his sleazy act. "Keira, I'm looking forward to seeing you this weekend. You're the best gift I could ask for."Before I could even process his words, Hayden brushed past me and stepped right up to him. "It's time for you to go," he said firmly.Brad didn't even flinch, just grinned at me like Hayden hadn't said a thing. "Keira, I'll wait for you after work. Let's grab lunch, okay?"I froze in my tracks, wanting to knock that smug look off his face.But before I could do anything, Hayden's voice cut through the air, ice-cold. "Get out."Brad, still as cocky as ever, sneered, "Who the hell are you?
Hayden sounded polite enough, using "please" and everything, but it still felt like a command from a superior.And I knew this wasn't about work. Yesterday, he'd grilled me about those flowers from Brad, and now he'd just seen this whole scene go down firsthand.Was he planning another interrogation?It hit me then—having a boyfriend is basically inviting trouble. If there were nothing between us, I could've just brushed Brad off and been done with it. No drama.But now? I still had to deal with Hayden.Ugh, it's true—no guy is ever completely chill.With everyone's eyes on us, I couldn't exactly refuse. So, I reluctantly followed Hayden to his office.It wasn't far from mine and was pretty minimalistic, except it was packed with all kinds of gadgets. Besides the standard desk, chair, and computer, there were tons of electronic equipment everywhere.I had no idea what most of them were for, but all that gear definitely looked like the kind of setup that screams seven-figure sal