He Loved My Fake Self Chapter 07

He Loved My Fake Self Chapter 07

Once Peyton left, Jolene leaned in, voice dropping to a whisper.

“He kissed me last night.

“We were on the lawn, looking at the moon, and he just… stared at me for the longest time.

“Then he leaned in. Said I was beautiful everywhere. Told me to be more confident.”

Squeals erupted around the table.

She gave me a demure glance, then pulled out the bag I’d bought her a year ago.

“I was gonna tell Peyton the truth. But you saw how it went-he likes me. So I can’t hand him over.

“This is the bag you gave me as a thank-you for getting his Facebook. I’m giving it back. Now we’re even.”

Scrape.

My chair screeched against the floor.

I couldn’t fake it anymore.

“I’ve got somewhere to be.”

I moved too fast heading out. Slammed straight into a solid chest. Didn’t look up.

“Sorry,” I choked out.