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My jaw drops in disbelief as he glances around, his eyes finally falling on Enition flashes in his eyes “You’re the lady that was at Lennon’s roo How come you know Darcy?”
Emily flushes and looks down at her cocktail, clearly not sure what to say Rick’s gaze flicks from her, to Cindy, then fixes fir him arms over his chest
“Okay, will so on here?” he demands
“Well, I may have played a little joke on… Lennon?” I say weakly,like a question as I look down lass
Rick unfolds his arms, leans forward onto the bar, and stares at me with narrowed eyes “What kind of joke?” he asks suspiciously I glance at E for a little support, but I know this is all down to me
“Uuys—or Lennon more specifically—couldn’t reht, so I asked my cousin, Emily, to knock on his door and pretend she…”
My voice trails off, but I don’t need to finish the sentence, because Rick is laughing so hard, he nearly falls off his seat
“Are you serious?” he splutters I narrow hter “Oh, God This is priceless He’s going to kill you when he finds out The guy is ripping hi he seriously fucked up He nearly torehi Honestly, I’ve never seen hiain, his face all lit up “Hey, can I be there when you tell hiet a pic for Facebook”
“Fuck off, Rick You really can be an insensitive ass, so here over what I’ve done” I feel the blood drain from ht Everything he’s saying is true The worst thing is, I realize I’m the one who’s seriously fucked up I’ve made the man I love doubt hi I’d never want to do, ever Yes, Lennon is going to kill ive me
“I have to go,” I say Cindy and E as I kickmy drink and friends at the bar I know there’s only one way I can fix this
I need to find Lennon… now
My heart is racing, knots inh my hair, I close my eyes and think Where is he? I’ve looked everywhere, but there’s no sign of him I even tried his parents’ hotel room His mom had frowned, and looked me up and down like I was trash to her when she’d opened the door She’dher answer it I’d never felt so uncomfortable in my life, and she was very quick to tellit in my face
When I’m around his parents—and particularly, his mother—she won’t even hide the fact that she doesn’t like me I’m not sure if it’s the fact I was his student, or just that no woh for her son, but I must admit, it hurts, and I wonder if it’ll always be this way
Where did he go? Where would I go? Suddenly, it coet ates leading to the beach, where I takeh, halfway down the beach, I can justa little way back fro in
I sit down next to hih ry at o over it ina sick joke like that on him? Hoould I have felt if he’d done that to es a small smile, but there’s pain in his eyes Pain that I caused Pain that I put there