Page 18 of Love Not Qualified

However, he picked up the call.

“Are you in class?” I asked, curious to see if he’d lie to me.

“No.”

I massaged the back of my head with my fingers. “Ryker, we talked about this. You can’t skip classes whenever you feel like it unless you want to be expelled.”

Ryker was silent on the phone, not uttering any word at my pleading. I didn’t know when he changed into the uncaring guy he was nowadays, but throwing his education away wasn’t going to make what happened disappear.

“Go back to class. Now,” I uttered, trying to imitate the voice Dad used to do on me. It always worked.

“Right.” He hung up as soon as the word passed his mouth.

Not on this guy it seems.

SIX

HAELYN

My fingers rolled into a fist when I knocked on Merielle’s door twenty minutes later, eyes buried in my phone.

Me

I just got here. I’ll text you later? *smile emoji*

Chad Bitt

I’ll look forward to it.

A brightening smile lifted on my lips. Chad was just this easy-going guy who lifted my mood from the ground to the sky in record time. He had an addicting personality and it took all the power in me not to ask him out.

It was too soon. After all, we had been talking for three days and maybe he liked to take things slowly. So instead of making the first step, I was going to wait for him to figure out whether he wanted to date me or not.

I had nothing better to do, anyway.

The moment I locked my phone, it lit up with a notification.

My heart thumped in my chest when I noticed it was from the dating app I’d been talking to Chad on.

Congratulations! You can now see each other.

I didn’t even get the chance to click on his updated profile picture, because he already sent me a message.

Chad Bitt

You are beautiful, Haelyn Ross

I stopped my brain from imagining all the dirty pictures I could send him. I hadn’t tested the waters on that part, so I didn’t know if it was something he wanted to see.

Gosh, I’m acting like a pervert.

One of my biggest fantasies had always been sexting. I tried to initiate it several times with Josh, but he always preferred the reality instead of the build-up.

If I thought about it, there was a big chance he didn’t even know what build-up was. He just liked to take me whenever he pleased.

I pressed a shaky finger on the circle frame and the moment I saw his photo, I zoomed in on every part of him. He had blond hair, great muscles, and kissable lips.

What were the chances? He had a great personality and looked insanely hot.

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