Page 120 of Zero Chance

So… He didn’t ask for a repeat of that night?

Nope.

But he didn’t tell you to stay away from him either?

No.He didn’t tell me to stay away.He seemed pretty adamant that we remain friends.

She drew her eyebrows together and frowned at my answer before typing some more.

That is so odd because all he could talk about before was how much he wanted more.

I shrugged, trying not to feel crappy about learning how much he’d stopped wanting me after knowing it was me.

I told you; he doesn’t see me that way.He doesn’t THINK of me that way.He just doesn’t want me like that.

Xander scoffed loud enough that some guy in front of us peered back to send her a dirty look.She rolled her eyes and started typing again.

Whatever.He wants you.I mean, I haven’t seen him look at another girl, flirt with another girl, or even TALK about other girls since you two hooked up.

Suddenly, her eyes flared and she sent me a look.

Holy shit!Wait.I seriously CAN’T remember the last time he flirted with me.And from the moment we met, he’s flirted.Something is definitely up with him.And it’s not because he’s NOT interested in you.I think it’s because he IS.I’m going to put him to the test the next time I see him.

My heart jackhammered against my ribs, and I scowled, hating how much three simple words meant to me.Because he is.Ha!There was no way Keene liked me like that.

So I told Xander,

You’re delusional.He doesn’t want me.

DOES TOO.

I lifted my eyebrows at her when she cast me a stern glance.

Heard you.

I wrote back.

Still don’t agree, but I heard you.

You’ll see.Trust me.He’ll show his intent soon enough.I know it.

She was wrong, but I let her believe what she wanted.

I turned my attention to the lecture, but I heard nothing the professor said throughout the rest of class.

Afterward, I had a two-hour shift at the library, and instead of working the front counter, I had shelving duty.I pushed my cart to the elevator and rode it down to the basement.

As soon as the metal door yawned open to let me out into the dark, dingy dungeon of stacks, I froze, knowing there was most likely a ghost just waiting to pounce.And I was all alone.

It’s just Keene’s mom, I chanted to myself.Just Keene’s mom.

Yeah, Keene’s mom who’d tried to take me out with half the damn library just three days ago.

Oh God.I couldn’t do this.

I started to push the button repeatedly to take me back to the main floor when a book appeared from the stacks floating toward me.

“Oh God,” I whimpered, retreating from it until my spine bumped into the back wall of the elevator.The doors started to close, and relief washed over me.Escape.

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