Total pages in book: 117
Estimated words: 113934 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 570(@200wpm)___ 456(@250wpm)___ 380(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 113934 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 570(@200wpm)___ 456(@250wpm)___ 380(@300wpm)
My lower stomach was clenching with desire as I watched Wyatt make his way around the table before sitting across from me. He looked so handsome. His dark hair was a mess. He must have been pushing his hand through his hair. The tight light-green T-shirt made his eyes pop even more than normal. My mouth was suddenly very dry, and I fought to find the words to speak.
“I’ll let y’all get to studying. Later, Skylar.”
Finally breaking out of the spell I was under, I glanced up to Zeb and smiled. “Bye, Zeb. See ya in class.”
Wyatt let out a chuckle while leaning over the table. “You look like you want to devour me, Sky.”
I nodded my head. “I do. Want to skip this?”
His smile faded. “I can’t. I really need to prepare for this test, and this is the only chance I have to study. Plus, I have this bullshit stuff I have to do for a physics project.”
Dropping back against my seat, I pouted. “Fine. If we must act like adults, then so be it.”
Wyatt winked. “Maybe we’ll finish up early and meet back at your apartment.”
That reminded me that Zeb had said there had been no team meeting.
Why didn’t Wyatt text and tell me?
He’d ended up texting me that night, saying he got back to his place and was just going to crash there.
If there wasn’t a meeting, where was he? Maybe he just didn’t want to go out to dinner with Michelle and her mom. Why would he lie about where he was?
My hands started sweating as I thought more about it.
When he talked, I jumped.
“Damn it. Let me go look up and see if they have this book.”
I nodded as I attempted to settle my rapid heartbeat. The best thing for me to do was to ask him. Jumping to conclusions wasn’t going to get me anywhere.
Watching him walk away, I chuckled. I really couldn’t blame him for not wanting to go to dinner with three women. Brushing off the doubt, I looked back down at my book. I’d just simply ask him where he was.
Wyatt’s phone went off, and I couldn’t help but notice the name that flashed across the screen.
Ashley.
Who is Ashley?
Dread filled my body as I tried not to overthink it. She could be anyone.
My teeth sank down into my lip while I pulled his phone over to me and opened the message.
Ashley L.: Thanks again for Wednesday evening. It was for sure worth it, and I hope you think so, too. Will you be able to pull it off again next week?
My heart felt as if it was actually breaking. Covering my mouth, I forced myself to hold back my tears.
He’d lied to me. He’d spent the evening with a girl.
Turning, I saw Wyatt standing at a computer. A girl walked up and asked him something. The way she was smiling at him made me sick.
My head snapped back to the message.
It was for sure worth it, and I hope you think so, too.
My stomach twisted as bile moved to the base of my throat. I quickly gathered up my books and threw them into my backpack. Looking over my shoulder, I watched as the girl walked away, and Wyatt kept searching on the library database.
How could he do this to me?
I believed him.
I trusted him.
The sobs finally escaped as I pushed through the doors of the library. The humid air hit me in the face, making me feel even sicker.
“I’m so stupid! God, I’m so stupid.”
By the time I got to my car, I was crying hysterically. A few people asked if I was okay. I couldn’t talk. I could hardly breath.
Starting the car, I pulled out my phone and called Michelle.
“Hello?”
“He cheated on me.”
Silence.
“Wait. What?”
“Oh my God, Michelle! Wyatt cheated on me last night with some girl named Ashley!”
“Sky, calm down. Are you sure?”
Crying harder, I said, “Yes, I saw a text she sent.”
I heard a door shut.
“Where are you?” she asked.
“In my car. I’m coming to Austin.”
“Now?”
“Please. I don’t know where else to go.”
“Okay, um…let me think. Do you remember the Marriott we stayed at downtown?”
Nodding my head and wiping my tears away, I barely said, “Y-yes.”
“Meet me there. I’ll call now and book a room.”
“Okay,” was all I could manage to get out.
I tried to take in a deep breath, but my chest killed me. It felt like someone had stabbed me with a knife.
“Sky?”
“Yeah?”
“Be careful driving.”
My phone buzzed with another call.
“I will.”
Hitting End, my phone started ringing.
Wyatt.
Wiping my tears away again, I hit Ignore and then turned my phone off before setting it in the seat next to me.
Glancing to the doors, I saw Wyatt coming out with his phone up to his ear.
I quickly pulled away and headed to the highway. “I knew it. It was too good to be true.”